You were speaking with your bestfriend about how the guy you’re talking to doesn’t put in effort, and how you never feel like you’re enough, especially in relationships.

“I wanna be someone’s first choice..” you spoke with a sigh towards the end.

“Yeah?” he paused. “You are.”

“No.. I- i know what you’re saying.” you said looking somewhat sad. “I’m not his first choice.”

Alex looked down at his lap before meeting your eyes again. “Maybe you’re someone’s first choice.”