NancyDragoness

As I sit here, trying to think of what to write, my gaze suddenly turns to the right to see you giving me a death glare, like you always do. I roll my eyes, like I always do, and turn back to this blank piece of paper that is now being filled with my words. I wonder if you have ever wondered how everything would be like if we didn't fight all the time. If you didn't 'hate' me and I didn't 'hate' you. Would you be kind? Would you not call me names? Would we be best friends? Or...would we 'possibly' date. But as weird as it sounds, I consider you a friend. One of the closest friends I have. A best friend. Because even though we fight all the