Our group of five sits around the coffee table sharing laughs and stories. It was had been a while since we had all been together. It seems as we grew older our lives shifted and grew in different directions. It was as if it was a few years ago when we all use to get together at the beach bars throwing back shots like we didn't have work the next morning. The feeling truly nostalgic almost coming to the end as the clock on the microwave ticks away. I glance at the clock hoping that we could have just a little more time before we returned to our prospected lives.
My thoughts slipping me into an alternate reality. Dissociating.
"Ang," a soft voice calls.
I glance over at a Claire who catches my eye momentarily and breaks immediate contact.
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"Ang, where's this mystery girl you keep going on and on about?" Leslie asks.
I shrug my shoulders taking a swig out of my beer hoping that we could just forget that the mystery girl would be magically wiped from our minds.
"I wanted to have this moment to myself," I state.
Claire trying to act as nonchalantly as possible nudges into Ed who's immersed in conversation with Amir. I find myself glancing once more at Claire her almost platinum blonde hair just barely past her shoulder covering the side of her face. Her lips a nude pink color moving as she makes conversation with both Amir and Ed. Her facade just as normal and bubbly as ever.
"Sorry to hear that."
"Don't be. I enjoy spending time with you all."
Amir shares an almost endearing sad face as he teases. "Aww.. Ang loves us," he coos.
I can't help but smirk at the comment while he glances between Ed and Claire who share a laugh with him. "Oh, shut up," I jest. I rise from the loveseat adjacent to the coffee table and make my way to the kitchen. A bowl conveniently place in the middle of the island hosting chips speaks to my gut as I grab a few. Claire, Ed, Amir, and Leslie continue talking while I take a moment to check my cell phone.
The way they converse its almost like one of those 90s or early 00s sitcoms. Just a bunch of friends laughing at the goofy things they use to do. My eyes lock on Claire's infectious laugh. It's as if she wasn't just over here the other night spilling her whole mind into my ears.
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