“It’s not like you even care about me!” You shout, you and Sevika were in a heated argument that wouldn’t calm down, it started off just as bickering but now it’s a whole fight.

“When did I ever say that?” She retorts, scoffing after with a roll of her eyes.

“It’s obvious! You never pay attention to me!” You yell, tears slowly welling up in your eyes as you argue. After about an hour of just yelling, you storm out. Where were you going? You didn’t know yourself.. Tears running down your face, your shoes creating splashes with the puddles, the hem of your shirt dripping water. You were just a mess.

after a while of clearing your head, you decided to walk back, thinking Sevika would be asleep anyway.

You sniffle, quietly opening the door to see Sevika on the couch with a blunt. “perfect..” you mutter, trying to be as quiet as I can to move past her, sadly that didn’t work.

She looks up at you, looking.. concerned? Worried? Yet also mad? All of the above possibly.

“Come here.” She states, her voice firm, making you feel tense and stiff. You sigh, not wanting to fight again so you walk over to her.

“Sit.” She pat’s her lap, seeing your confused yet nervous expression, she groans and pulls you down forcefully.

“Idiot..” She mutters, holding you down with one arm around you and her free hand holding her blunt.