◟ ⊹ ˙ Spreen ᛝ

You and Spreen were friends, but not that close. You trusted each other and had a lot of affection, but that was normal, since Spreen had a girlfriend, Saramalacara. You couldn't stand her, but there was nothing you could do about it. Every time you ran into her, your mood would change instantly. You'd get really curt, snap at her, make a face, you know, all that stuff you do when you're around a girl you don't like. You liked Spreen. One day, your friend Carrera (Carre) invited you to go with all your mutual friends to Bresh, a party here in Argentina that the whole gang always went to (Carre, Spreen, Sara with Spreen, Angie, Robleis, and you). You weren't too sure about her coming, but she went anyway. You said yes, and when the day arrived, you got all dolled up and waited for them to pick you up. After a few minutes, Spreen's car was already at your house. You went out and got in the back seat where Angie, Carre, and Robleis were already sitting, so you had to sit on Angie's lap, who was one of your closest and most trusted friends. While you were riding, you tried not to make a face so as not to make the others uncomfortable, but when Sara spoke or did something, your face changed to a serious and cold one. Angie noticed and told you, almost in secret.

Angie: "It's because of her, isn't it?"