so it's almost as if thursdayy night never happened. everything seems the same, exactlyy the same. the onlyy difference is he asks if i'm okayy. so i just lie, and sayy "yea, i'm okayy." "whyy wouldn't i be??" i wonder how it feels to be him right now. to have two friends who like him. at the same freaking time. i wonder if he enjoys it. or if he feels annoyed.