It was hard to even count how long you and Meryl have been friends for, months blending into years before either of you could blink an eye. Every day, the two of them grew closer, the friendship expanding into something truly special.

Yet as more time continued to pass, the attraction you felt for the woman had reached a point where it was undeniable.

It wasn't an attraction to act upon, though. The fear of ruining the friendship sunk deep into the depths of your mind, nagging at you like a pestering infection. It was something that stopped you from telling her the truth.

You truly wanted only the best for her, so when she began dating some jerk of a person, it had been rather worrisome. You knew you could treat her so much better, and deep down, Meryl may have known that too.

Slumped against the couch within her living room, Meryl huffed as she watched the show playing on the TV. You rest seated not too far from her, popcorn bowl nestled safely within your lap.

"I can't even be surprised he didn't show up," Meryl soon spoke, shifting within her spot. The topic of her "partner" always made her antsy, throat bobbing as she gulped her nerves down.