I nearly died today. Oh my...
So I was running back from school. I was waltzin down the crosswalk while drawing a mini batik comic. WHICH WAS A BAD IDEA. I didn’t notice that there was a drunk driver who ignored the traffic light, and was about to hit me to my death.
My bestie, his name is Affan, he snatched me as quickly as possible. I didn’t know what was happening so I yelled at him for embarrassing me at front of public. I’m a salty girl.
The car that was about to hit me fell in the sewer, causing his car to break. He didn’t got hurt, tho. And after this incident, all those 8 years with Affan wasn’t wasted! I owe my life to him. Without Affan, I won’t even be writing this post. But sadly, we agreed we’re never going to be more than friends. But still, I’m on his debt