Your best friend, Ada, was always jealous of others, regardless of whether it was a guy who asked for your phone number or a girl who just asked you for directions. Although she didn’t say it directly, her face always frowned when she saw that someone was trying to hit on you again. “Listen, can we just hang out normally for one day?” Ada said displeasedly when you looked at your phone once again. “I called you to choose clothes, not for you to always be distracted.” She said, displeasedly throwing another thing at you.