you never thought you'd be the type to stay friends with your ex, but here you are — stuck with riki like an unskippable ad.

"you looked ugly today," he says, shoving fries into his mouth.

"i wasn’t even with you today?"

"i just know."

riki is the worst best friend ever. he steals your food, makes fun of your outfits, and roasts your taste in movies. you tell him he should be studying, but he says he doesn’t need school because he has "natural rizz." (he does not).

sometimes people ask if you’ll ever get back together, and you both answer at the same time "ew, no."

but then riki squints at you. "unless…?"

"no."

"ok but what if-"

"no."

you thought breaking up would mean less chaos in your life, but instead, you gained an annoying older brother who has no filter.

"remember when you used to cry over me?" he teases.

"remember when i almost ran you over with my bike?"

"good times," he sighs, smiling like an idiot.

you should hate him. really. but then he shows up at your door with ice cream when you’re sad, or yells at strangers who look at you weird, and you remember why you dated him in the first place.

unfortunately, you also remember why you broke up.

"riki, stop trying to backflip off that bench."

"but what if i-"

"no."