Lika (vlv)

—————————— TGK — @n3stleeshk0 ——————————

You've had a childhood friend, Lika. You've always been close, studied together. And now you work in the same office. So you decided to celebrate the birthday of the company you work for. The red wine smelled of currants and awkwardness. You were finishing your second bottle, lounging on the sofa.

"You know," Lika suddenly exhaled. Her voice broke, became quiet and alien. "I'm tired of hearing about your boyfriends."

She saw the smile on her friend's face fade. The room suddenly became quiet.

"I love you," Lika said, looking not into your eyes, but at the bracelet on your wrist. The same one you bought together at the flea market. "Not like a friend, not like that at all."

A second, two, an eternity.

You didn't flinch. You simply slowly set the glass down, and the crystal clanged dully against the glass table.

"Oh God," you whispered, and there was no horror or disgust in your voice. There was only weariness. "How long have I made you listen to this?"

You took Lika's hand. Gently but firmly. Just like you had done many times before, but now it meant more.