I saw him this weekend. We were at the same football game, and he called me a lot trying to see where I was so we could hang out for a little bit. But this morning he was being kind of weird over texting and then he would say stuff like, “But I really wanna see you.” I don’t know. Maybe he just came today to be friendly? And maybe he gives all his friends hugs and says, “I’m glad I got to see you.” I bet he really meant, ‘hey, I really wanted to come see you, because we’re friends, ya know. That’s what friends do. They hang out when they’re in the same town. Otherwise I would have to drive an hour and a half to see you and I’m probably not going to do that, because, ya know, we’re just friends.’
FRIENDS. yayayayay.
Boys suck.
