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And here we are now. At 9 almost 10 pm, cramped under the cheap seafood stall that has been one of our favorite places whenever we need to catch up on each other's life updates. ever since you were moved out of town, we've barely had time to even say hi through text messages, yet every time we meet, you're still feel like the same person that understands me the most. im glad you still feel that way. but i know this night is different. though, im pretty sure that it'll bring me a tad bit of joy to see your face after a long time, im also aware that this night's going to be the night where i had my second biggest heartbreak.

you see, i was stunned when you sent me a photo of your hands the other week. at first i was wondering what was your reason in sending them. until you point out the ring on your finger. that night, you were proposed by the man of your heart. your bubble chats kept coming, telling me how thrilled and happy you were but in my head, those same bubble chats were mocking me. took me sometime to finally get my self together. that's why i always postponed your plan to meet, until tonight, when you, out of nowhere, were standing outside my apartment. knocking on my doors non-stop until i open the door for you, like you always did. one of your antics that i picked up after 6 years of our friendship. friendship, huh.

and now we're here. you're sitting across me, cant seem to stop talking about how your wedding day will going to be, how you have made a perfect plans for the bridal showers and stuffs. and how you never lose a chance to say how in love you are with your man. i dont blame you, tough. he's a great man. that is also one thing that makes me feel even worst. the fact that he's a great person. but im only human. i have feelings even though im not usually get too emotional over mundane things. i guess the alcohol is also taking part of the gloomy clouds that surrounding me tonight. but i guess you dont notice. cause you have never been a great drinker. two shots and you're off your limit.

and i think we should call it a day. night is getting colder. i dont even think i can drive you home tonight. i almost hit my limit myself. i seriously regretting saying yes to your question to go out and drink instead of just having a casual dinner, because clearly, drinking while feeling the way i did right now is not helping. i mean, i dont want to accidentally say i like you since 6 years ago, days after your now-fiance-boyfriend proposed to you, right?