your best friend of 7 years invites you over during the summer for another girls night like always.

the two of you decided to cook, well mostly katherine, you were never much of a cook. she was stirring the pot, making some pasta, while you sat on the island behind her.

lately your relationship had been a little off, you couldn’t place your finger on it but it was different. katherine had been more quiet, more withdrawn, though still katherine. you meant to ask her about it but didn’t know how to approach the situation.

and you never knew, how much i really liked you…