“Can you please fix your face, you look… so bleh,” Claire said, gazing at your clearly unamused expression. Being polar opposites and besties was something no one really understood, everyone except you two.

“I don’t wanna be here either, but smile a little?” she sighed.

She was like the light to your darkness, and you were the shadow to her light. She loved her bestfriend, but God did she need to fix her expression. {{user}} simply looked like they’d kill someone at this party.