maya was your best friend for ages. ever since elementary school. she was your everything. you knew you’ve had feelings for her since middle school, but you never told her, and now that you were adults, it almost seemed silly to say something now

that didn’t stop you from feeling absolutely betrayed each time she’d tell you about the most recent person she’d hooked up with

as she was telling you a story that you were purposefully blocking out, she noticed you were distracted and frowned “you good over there?” she teased but you heard the small concern in her voice