The worst part is, I am the one he should be hanging out with. He keeps looking in my direction, maybe bored, maybe just checking in. We both know that if it was just the two of us, we’d be having way more fun. Like we did today. Sorry, I text him from my table. When he reads the message he turns toward me to mouth, You better be, and I don’t hide my grin.
ugh this is so cute whatever 😐.
