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[29 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on My name is Nouf (17) | 0 views]

Nouf stared at her phone mindlessly, waiting for her phone’s alarm o’clock to announce her waking up, in ten minutes she was to rise up from bed, dress up and start her ordinary work day, except that there was nothing ordinary about today or the three …

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[29 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Breathe | 0 views]

Breathe…just breathe. Breathe… for a broken heart that’s waiting for a chance to make it work again. Breathe… for a heart that’s willing to live, a heart that “needs” to live. Breathe…because once your heart stops beating every pain w…

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[29 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Breathe | 0 views]

Breathe…just breathe. Breathe… for a broken heart that’s waiting for a chance to make it work again. Breathe… for a heart that’s willing to live, a heart that “needs” to live. Breathe…because once your heart stops beating every pain w…

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[28 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 13 | 0 views]

(KHALED’S POINT OF VIEW)Ga6ait zigarty oo rifa3t rasy, wela ashoof ajmal bint bil 3alam…Lujain? 6ala3t mobily bashoof itha radat 3ala my message wela lail7een ma radat. Shfeeha… She looked so hot. Labsa libs ilshalaih, nafnoof gi9eer wase3 shwaya b…

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[26 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 12 | 0 views]

(LUJAIN’S POINT OF VIEW)I woke up from the best sleep ever feeling so refreshed. I actually wanted to get out of bed. I wanted to start a new day. I wanted to go out to breakfast then head to shalaih, but most of all, i wanted to talk to Khaled. How wa…

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[26 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 11 | 0 views]

(KHALED’S POINT OF VIEW)Laish ma radat? Ga3adt bfrashy na6er yimkin itrid itdeg 3alay?Somewhere between thinking of her breathtaking curls to her dazzling eyes and her slender body, i drifted to sleep..*6oooooo6*Lujain:Hi, Khaled AlFlani? Sorry i texte…

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[25 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 10 | 0 views]

(KHALED’S POINT OF VIEW)Dagait 3ala wa7id min ilshabab oo 3a6aita raqam sayarat Lujain, bas kint abe a6ali3 raqamha abe akalemha. eli abee i9eer law shino.. bakalmha ya3ni bakalmha.Qarart aroo7 ilshalaih 3ind i3yal 3amy, mityam3een… fa wana bil 6iree…

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[24 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on my name is Nouf (16) | 0 views]

” yalait yakhthich wild Mona rifeejti, mashalla 3alayh adab o akhlag  weshzeena, o foug kil hatha 3inda khair mashalla, bes enti wayn kella emkamkima 3omrich matyeen tirtazayn ma3ai bil 3azayim” Nouf’s mother told her while Nouf drove them to the …

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[23 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 9 | 0 views]

(KHALED’S POINT OF VIEW)6ool il6ireej wana afaker feeha, makhtha 3agly.Shes so beautiful. Her hair, her skin, her smile, the way she freaked out when i talked to her. Her name, Lujain… so beautiful.Waaaih min mita ana chithee? wayed 9ayer romancey..D…

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[23 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on A Mistake (15) | 0 views]

Dedicated to each and every person that commented thank u ;**I sang to him the whole birthday song’3alia: “happy birthday too youuu happy birthdaaay too youuu happyy birthdaaay tooo 3azeezaaan happy biirtthdaaaay tooo youuuu kil 3am winta ib alf 5aiir …

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[22 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 8 | 0 views]

(LUJAIN’S POINT OF VIEW)Shfee hatha misha bser3a? Mu chena etfaqna ib nathratna ina binshoof ba3ath 3ugub ilclass? i swear i felt it. Or maybe thats just me being me, living in a fairytale. Gimt, khthait aghrathy oo gilt 7ag Fajer ina i have work …

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[22 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 7 | 0 views]

Adele on (one&only), jewelry off, hair up… ready to write. This one goes out to my lovely silent reader- C:*(MR. DISHDASHA’S POINT OF VIEW)Ga3ed bel class akhiz ilsa3a, 7ade malait. 9oorat’ha mu rathya ti6la3 3an baly…Marat ilsa3a oo chinha sa3…

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[22 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Makoo feedback :( | 0 views]

Makoo feedback laysh :( How do I knowww if people are reading 3ashan akamil wila la2..

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[21 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on A Mistake (14) | 0 views]

Heeey ;** I’m sorry inee I’m not posting bas mashoof comments! The more I see them the more I inee ashta6 o I post soo please share ur thoughts o let me see what you think about what’s going on soo far ;DOoo Enjoy ;*I don’t know if I should believe him…

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[21 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Hi? | 0 views]

Good morrow to all and sundry! *wipes dust off of blog*I’m aware that I’ve said this many, many, MANY times before. *sadface*It’s been so bloody long, I’ve literally forgotten how to ramble. Surely that’s a sign leading to the impending apocalypse!My a…

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[20 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on my name is nouf (15) | 0 views]

” so you’re telling me that he had the chance to kiss you but he decided..not to?”Sheikha asked Nouf slowly trying to analyze everything her dear friend had just told her with so much anger and frustration. ” jeez, that’s weird” Noura frowned. Nouf nod…

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[19 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Reconciling Hearts.. | 0 views]

Hellooo ;DDI miss my blog soooo much and i miss all of you guys!!Thank you those who have been in touch, and I promise that I will post one part of the story this month, even if it meant failing an exam or two ;p This is dedicated to all my readers and…

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[19 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 6 | 0 views]

*rinnnnnnnggggggg riiiinnnnnggggg*My peaceful sleep was interrupted with my damn alarm, i think it was time to change it to a more peaceful one, one that didn’t give me a heart attack with every ring.I looked at the time, 8:01am. Perfect, enough time t…

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[19 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 5 | 0 views]

*MR. DISHDASHA’S POINT OF VIEW*Shesemha ilbnaya?  em6ayra 3agly.I’ve never been the type of guy to fall in love with a girl from first sight. I mean, how could i fall for her? I dont know a thing about her, not even her name. I need to find a way …

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[18 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 4 | 0 views]

*MR. DISHDASHA’S POINT OF VEIW*The only reason i came today was because awal ma i2athen ilthiher, kint abe an6er ib sayarty ashoof itha she shows up or not. Ashwa ina i’m close friends with one of his nephews, so i have an excuse to stay there all day….

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[18 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 3 | 0 views]

Dedicated to C:*—————————-MR.DISHDASHA’S POINT OF VIEW:The funeral was very crowded mashallah. I remember ilmar7oom as a kid when me and my dad used to go to him bilsharika to say hi. He was such a sweet man, allah yer7uma, ma hagait …

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[18 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 2 | 0 views]

Jawa’s uncle was very sick. They had a very big family mashallah, very loving and caring. I would always go over to their family gatherings, i was really close. 3amy 3abdallah (her dad’s brother) was a very kind man and wasn’t married. Jawa was like th…

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[18 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Bittersweet Love Part 1 | 0 views]

5’7, tall with a slim body, dark brown, curly shoulder length hair, wide hazel eyes framed with thick long eyelashes outlined with thin paint brushed eyebrows, sun-kissed skin, cherry chin, and butterfly lips.. that Lujain, that’s me. The most importan…

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[11 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Letter to President Obama | 0 views]

Read this:http://angryarabiya.blogspot.com/2011/04/letter-to-president-obama.htmlI strongly hope from the bottom of my heart that this letter does make a difference. I’m very doubtful, but I truly hope that I’m wrong. Sigh..Allah ykoon eb 3oo…

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[11 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Letter to President Obama | 0 views]

Read this:http://angryarabiya.blogspot.com/2011/04/letter-to-president-obama.htmlI strongly hope from the bottom of my heart that this letter does make a difference. I’m very doubtful, but I truly hope that I’m wrong. Sigh..Allah ykoon eb 3oo…

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[11 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Teenage Dream 7 | 0 views]

Sorry it’s been a while! Life’s been a bit too hectic! _______________________________________________

After that day at Sara and Bader’s it became a ritual. Go home. Do homework. Go to their house.

I was closer with them than ever. Especially Bader. It became the point where I have to stay more than 5 hours a day or something or I.. I don’t know I’ve never tried being away from him that much. I know, intense. Honestly, I had the time of my life with them even though all we do it talk and play. We were so comfortable with each other and knew each other so well that by the fifth month being that close we began finishing each other sentences. He was the big brother I never had. My friends kila yi6afrooni and tell me how perfect we are with each other but I guess the idea of him being my “older brother” stuck. And by that fifth month, I knew everything about him down to the kind of underwear he uses (weird conversation that was…), the fact that we both loved karaoke and also our deep love for alternative music.

Today was the last mid-term of this year; I walked in our house so smiley and happy because it was easy AND winter break’s finally here. I was about to walk in my room when my phone beeped.. I saw it and it was from Twitter indicating that someone mentioned me.

@Bader12: @MeznaAl KIDDD! Did you hear the news?

@MeznaAL: @Bader12 Nopppeee! Whats going onnnn?

@Bader12: @MeznaAL: Go find your parents then come over :D

I did as I was told. I walked in the living room and kissed my parents forehead.

“Haaa shisalfaa?”

“Ukhh mamidaaccchh yaya tis2ileeeen!”

“Baba!!!”

“Inzain inzain haha, binsafir landan this winter break!”

“9IJ BABA!!!! AHHHH!!! Ya3nee bakoon ib landan on my birthday!!”

“Eeee 7abeebty”

“Bess laish Bader mishta6?”

“That’s the other best part”

“Shinu?”

“Their family is coming with us”

“YAAAAY WANASAAA!!! Thank you babbaaaa”

“Yallaaa roo7ay 3induhom”

“Thank youuuu”

Couldn’t believe it! Kint a7in 7ag London min bidayat il sina and now we’re finally going! WITH MY BEST FRIENDS!

*calling Kady*

“MEZNAA KALBA”

“Hahaha hawwww shsawaaait!”

“Laish matdegeeeeen tiseleeeeeeeen?”

“Kady 7abeebti intay tawni shayfitich bil madrisa..”

“Haha fine! Whats the news Bader was talking about on twitter?”

“Yal stalker”

“Chub… Abi a3arif what the beautiful couple are saying”

“Cham mara agoolich! STOP CALLING US THAT”

“Well you guys are beautiful together… Even though you’re not together haha”

“Chubbbb!”

“Kafich.. don’t come to me in a few months telling me how much you love him cause I’ve been telling you for MONTHS now!”

“Metaphorically, METAPHORICALLY! If I like him IFFFF!!! Whats good that gonna do? Ill be depressed over the fact that we both will never be together.. SO WHAT GOOD IS THAT GONNA DO?”

“This is all metaphorical right?”

“Kadyyy”

“Fine fine! Inzain whats the news?”

“Binsafir! Kilnaaa!!”

“As in you, Sara, Bader and the parentals? WHAT GIVESSSSS!!”

“I KNOOOOWW!!! Kady laish matiyeen ma3ana?”

“Ta7lifeen? T3rfeen my parents law shinuuuu!”

“Cant you trryyyy?”

“Mezna… haha chub:) wainicchh?”

“Im home!”

“Mara7 itro7een bait Saroon?”

“I’m going over there now”

“Hahaha saaayyy hi to lovvvaaaa booyyyyy!! OH LETS DO DINNER TOMORROW”

“Bader and I are friends.. nothing more and okaaay!”

“Mmmhmmm ok byeeee see you lovvvee!!”

“Byeee”

I closed the phone, quickly ran to my room, changed my clothes and started walking over to Sara and Bader’s house.

@Bader12: @MeznaAl: get your ass dowwwnn here woman!

@MeznaAl: @Bader12: I’m walking over right noowwwww! 2 minutes!”

@SaraAl: @MeznaAl: YALLLA @Bader12’s KILLING ME!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my god he started singing.. Get your stupid tanned ass here”

@MeznaAl: @Bader12: Kill my bestie and Ill kill yooouuuuu!!! IM WALKING THROUGH THE DOOOOORRRR!!! And @SaraAl you can’t deny your brother’s amazing voice!

@Bader12: Oh my god @MeznaAl is finally here… ALL IS GOOD IN THE WORLD!

@MeznaAl: @Bader12: Stop exaggerating I was half an hour late hahaha

@Bader12: @MeznaAl: Whatever…

“Did they tell you? Did they tell youuu?”

“Did I ever tell you how annoying you are?”

“Yeah but you love me anyways:)”

“Yeah you wish.. Haha yeah they did tell me!!!! IM SO FREAKIN EXCITED!” I yelled then punched his arm. The he have me one of his favorite looks.. the “wtf man?” look. Hahahaha hilarious!

“Dude? Whaaaaah?”

“HAHHAHAHA oh my god hahaha im dying”

“DUDE FINALLY! I thought he was gonna go insane!”

“Ullaa ullaa shd3waa!”

“I missed my girlfrienddddddd” I froze.

“What did you just call me?”

“Uhh what?”

“Did you just say girlfriend?” I’d be lying to say that my heart wasn’t skipping beats. Wtf? Wtf? Wtf? Whats going on?

“Oh you know.. a friend who’s a girl..? Wow I do not pull of ghetto talk do I?”

“haha,” I laughed nervously, “you don’t at all”

After that tiny awkward moment, we want to Sara and Bader’s parents and just hung out with them talking about the trip and how excited we were. I was talking animatedly to 3ami Jasim when I realized Sara and Bader weren’t in the room anymore, I excused myself and left the room and headed towards Sara’s room when I saw Sara whispering to Bader with a stern look on her face and he just look down with a sad smile.

I hid beside the door but I couldn’t hear what they were saying but all I did hear from Sara was, “you’re both idiots, maybe that’s why you’re also perfect for each other, c’mere” they she hugged him and they started walking towards me. Shit. I have to hide. Dammmiittt!! OOOHH THE PLANT! I hid behind the huge plant and all I can think about this moment is how awkward I must look. This is awesome.

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[6 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Madri shasami hal post. | 0 views]

*sigh* yes hello *hides face in shame*i’m such a sucky blogger, I know.So I’ll just dive in and start bitching now.I’m supposed to be in Madrid headed to a conference but to my unbelievably bad luck, of course things went downhill. Meh.Midterms, c…

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[5 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on 6alal (13) | 0 views]

A THIRD POST! *sharbika*ana mishta66a ina im posting akthar minkum ;pI love my twitter friends (l)ohh check this amazing blog out! i honestly didn’t read the whole story yet bas garait tinateesh w yazatli! http://3afreetah-almehairi.blogspot.com/ shof…

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[5 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on 6alal (13) | 0 views]

A THIRD POST! *sharbika*ana mishta66a ina im posting akthar minkum ;pI love my twitter friends (l)ohh check this amazing blog out! i honestly didn’t read the whole story yet bas garait tinateesh w yazatli! http://3afreetah-almehairi.blogspot.com/ shof…

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[3 Apr 2011 | Comments Off on Teenage Dream 6 | 0 views]

Long post today:D

It’s a filler and I know mako “drama” but I wanted you to slowly see how their friendship progresses in time. Hope you like it! Comment comment commennntt:D
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The next few weeks were very uneventful. I missed Tala like crazy, couldn’t stop crying when we took her to the airport. She loved it there and apparently the guys were all beautiful. Lucky bitch hahaha. Kady, Sara and I spent most of our time together going out or at each other’s houses.

It’s now Tuesday and I just came back from a long, exhausting day at school. I walked in the living room and kissed my parents foreheads.

“Ha baba, shlon ilmadrisa?”

“Good, nothings changed”

“Your grades?”
“Still the same”

He gave me a proud smile and nodded his head in approval. This is what I lived for, making my dad proud. We kept talking about random things when my phone rang. It was Sara.

“Allloooo”

“Mazzzooonnn!!! IM BORED!!!! COME OVER”

“Haha awal shay stop screaming, wait lemme ask my parents,” I turned to my parents and asked them if I could go.

“3indich homework?”

“I finished it at school”

“Ok khalas go have fun. Be home by 10”

“Ok thank you!”

I quickly got dressed in jeans and a fitted t-shirt and left the house. We live in the same man6aqa, just six houses away from mine so I walk over there every time I went over. I called her informing her that I was outside and she told me to come through the kitchen. I walked in the living room to find her parents sitting on the couch.

“Hala khalty, 3ami”

“Ukh mazoona zayratna, il bait nawar” Not to sound obnoxious but Sara’s parents always loved me like a second daughter. Her dad and I are pretty tight and I really do consider him as a second dad.

“Haha mashkoor 3ami biwjoudik, wain Sara?”

“ib dar Bader”

“Mashkoora,” I smiled and waved them goodbye and headed towards Bader’s room. I can hear grunts and screams from the inside and I was honestly too scared to open it but I did anyways. I walked in to find Sara on top of Bader pulling his hair and Bader trying to roll on the floor wanting to grasp free.

“Wakhray 3aani! I wont give it to you!”

“You promised ya7mar give it!!!”

“Lat chathbeeen! Giltlich itha mabi a36eech.. Bess abi!”

I was trying to figure out what she wanted from him when I saw a bag of gummy bears under Bader’s hand. Gummy bears? Seriously? I then saw actual tears of frustration come out of Sara’s eyes fa ba6aitha thi7ik!! Al7een I had tears in my eyes!! They both turned to me with wide eyes (which made me laugh even more) and untangled from each other. They both stood up, side to side, trying to act like nothing happened but I saw Sara’s sneaky punch and Bader’s “ooff”.

“Bader, hand me the gummy bears..”

“I don’t want to” he told me in a whisper.

“Bader, give me the gummy bears or will I have to force them out of you?”

His face said it all, he had a look of determination on it, like he was surely gonna win, so without thinking I ran and jumped on top of him.

This sudden movement startled him so he fell on his back and I on his chest. We paused for a millisecond trying to register what happened, but then continued to roll around the room pulling each other’s hair and punching each other’s stomach. Yes, Bader and I.

After a few hundred bruises, Sara (who by the way had the gummy bears the whole time (I thought he had the gummy bears and he thought I had them) and was looking at us) finally decided to separate us. We laughed for over 5 minutes straight.

After an hour, we were still in our laughing state. Bader and I were playing C.O.D with so much intensity; it hurt looking away from the screen.

“Minu 3inda il sa3a?”

“It’s almost 5 sh3indich?”

She opened her eyes wide and got up and started running out of the room. “5arraaaaa! My tutor biyii ay degeeegaaa!! ROSE MY TUUUTOOORRR..” then her voice faded away indicating that she was already downstairs.

Bader turned to me and gave me one of those beautiful smiles and asked, “So what do you want to do for the rest of the day?”

“More call of duty?”

“Hell yeaaaahh”

And that’s what we did, all day. He was hilarious, at one point I had to pause the game to recover from my laughter. AND he calls me “kid” for some reason I don’t understand.

Anyways, it was now around 9 and we were now sprawled down on the floor with BAGS of licorice all around us laughing at a joke he just read. We lay down on our backs with our bodies close to each other just staring at the ceiling.

“You wanna know something kid?” I turned my head sideways and gave him a smile, “I haven’t laughed this much in a while”

I didn’t know what to say, I wasn’t the emotional type so I closed his eyes with my hands and quietly sat on his stomach laughing.

“NOOOOO GET OFF OF ME!”

“Say the magiiccc worrrddddd”

“Pleaaaasee”

“Noooo the OTHER magic worddd”

“What magic wordddd??”

“Oh you know it;)”

“7illfaayyy! Waaay inzain! Mara7 akhalis lay bacher”

“Hahaha yalla im waiting”

Fessenhaffer Hasenfeffer Bellybutton Engledink Humplebur”

“See that wasn’t so hard”

I got up and went to sit on his beanbag and he just looked at me with these confused eyes.

“Where the hell do you come up with this stuff?”

“Barney”

“Insane”

We sat there playing, but not talking. It was comfortable silence. It was nice. My phone beeped so I went to my bag and got my phone out but the strap held on to my phones chain and the contents fell out. Crap. Bader laughed and got up to help me.

“Why do you need all this crap with you?”

“You never know when you may need it!”

“Haha yeah ok… Whats this?” he grabbed my notebook that had doodles on the front.

“No no no Bader please give that back”

“Why? Hahaha” he got up and held the notebook over his head, he was much taller than I was and even jumping didn’t help so I begged.

“Please Bader, it’s personal pleaaaaseee”

“I wanna see” then he opened the notebook. Waaayy fashla!!

“Oh my god Mezna”

“I know I know its bad” I tried getting the notebook from him but he held me back.

“Bad? Mezna this is beautiful”

“It is?” I gave him a defeated look.

“Yeah, Sara never told me that you are an artist,” he told me in amazement.

“Its because she doesn’t know.. No one does”

“These are good, they are all good”

“Thanks that means a lot, now will you give me my notebook?”

He smiled and gave me my notebook and I shoved it in my bag.

“Why don’t you major in art?”

“My dad doesn’t want an art major, he wants a lawyer”

“But what do you want?”

“That doesn’t matter. Do you mind if we keep this to ourselves and never mention it again?” He gave me a sad smile and shrugged.

“Only if you want to”

It was awkward for a few moments after it but we then acted like it never happened.