<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/WhLMo14.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Chloe  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268436.msg13236818#msg13236818)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black hoodie, black jeans, black and white snickers<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday | June 9th, 2017<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Chloe’s place<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Something's starting...or is it ending?<br/><strong> TAGGING:</strong>Phillip<br/><br/><br/>“I meant it for you….if you want one.” She said trying hard not to look at him, becoming more self-conscious than it was normal for them.<br/><br/><em>No sweat Chloe, it’s just Phil. You know, Phil. He’s been here before.</em>She tensed and kicked her snickers away before curling at the top of the bed with her knees to her chest, shying away from his proximity.<br/><br/>“So uhm, there’s water in the fridge downstairs. And there’s beer if you want any. I’ll probably change into my jam…something to sleep in so please knock when you get back. If you don’t want to get back to the party just yet…or whatever. Thank you for taking me home. I feel much better now. You know…in the comfort of my own home and stuff.”<br/><br/>She didn’t want to let him go and didn’t want to tell him to stay either. She hated being<em>that</em>girl. Benny always made rude comments about it and she didn’t give him any satisfaction, usually. Just shrugged and ignored him or came with some counter-replies when she was feeling witty enough for that. But deep down she knew she was always clinging to Phil and deeper down she was afraid that he was being too nice to tell her off about it. They weren’t kids anymore and they weren’t a couple.  Maybe that’s what needed to change, in fact.<br/><br/>She turned silent as she eyed him. God, he was beautiful. He had always been. And she enjoyed being by his side all these years, watching the pretty boy from next door turn into a man. While she on the other hand, didn’t change much. Her body was still ‘washboard’ material and she didn’t get any taller either. All she had was a pretty face, or at least that’s what that guy in art class told her in the first year.<em>Yeah, pretty common.</em>was her first thought back then, right after she froze in place, gave him the crazy stare, picked up all her supplies and moved to another seat.  No wonder she didn’t have any boyfriends throughout high-school. And not many friends either.  Now high-school was over and Philip was still with her.  Taking things further might mean the end of that as well.<br/><br/>“So uhm yeah…sorry for busting your graduation night.” She said the moment their eyes met and she looked away instantly. Then flushed.  Her heartbeat started going wild again. Hyperventilation.<br/><br/><em>Oh gawd, anything but sweat….don’t start sweating now, Chloe. What is WRONG with me?</em><br/><br/>