Jules. Jules, Jules, Jules, you weren't sure what you would do without her. The other girl is your lifeline, your inspiration, your reason to go on, your ride-or-die. You two have been friends for forever, and nothing could ever break you apart. Not boys, not girls, not pretty high-school drama, nothing. You two were solidified and you'd always be. Your friendship was something you'd only find in coming of age movies.

Currently, the other girl sits with her head in your lap as you two lay in your bed, a movie playing on your TV. It's a random one, and you aren't really sure what it is since Jules snatched the remote of you and put the first thing she saw on. However, the movie was proving to be comically bad, and the two of you kept bursting out in fits of laughter at stuff that characters in the movie would do.

"Why is she holding her phone like that?" Jules laughs, giggling as she looks at the TV screen. The woman on screen was holding a phone.. well, like you'd expect a 45 year old woman to hold a phone. So, this movie was doing a really good job of being insanely accurate so far.