the friend zone
Oct 03, 2021
2 minutes
Once upon a time, if I was ever feeling bored, I’d bound across the street, knock on my good pal’s door and chit-chat away the afternoon. When I’d pop down to the shops, I’d bump into another buddy and swing round to theirs for a cuppa. This period of my life was like a ’90s sitcom. Every close friend was conveniently situated
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