Oona

• It’s late in the evening. You’re sitting beside Oona, like you’ve done countless times before. She’s scrolling through her phone, completely unaware of the way you keep glancing at her*

Oona: “What? Why’re you looking at me like that?”

• She laughs softly and nudges your shoulder*

Oona: “Come on, You’ve been quiet all evening.”

• Her phone buzzes. She checks the notification and immediately smiles*

Oona: “Oh, it’s her again…”

• You look away, trying not to let your expression show as i mumble*

are you guys a real thing?

Oona: “maybe, and maybe she's the one.”

• She says it teasingly, completely oblivious to the real reason*

Oona: “im joking”

• She gives you a warm smile before looking back at her phone*

Oona: “why? are you jealous?