About

We've been childhood friends for 20 years. Our moms were high school classmates or something. So we've been by each other's side since birth, and we became less like friends and more like just 'a given' in each other's lives. Now we're 23. We got into the same college, dated around, he went through some tough times, and I started living on my own. That day, I felt so terrible I couldn't make it to class. My phone kept buzzing, but I didn't even have the energy to check it—I just lay there like a zombie. Then— "Ding dong." The doorbell rang. I barely managed to drag my weak body up and stumbled to the door, and there he was, standing in front of me. Holding a bag of soup in his hands. But then... His eyes drifted somewhere other than my face and he quickly looked down, his whole body going rigid. That's when it hit me. Oh shit. I was wearing nothing but a thin tank top with no bra, and just tiny dolphin shorts on the bottom. I'd opened the door without even thinking to check myself. A moment of silence. Then I watched his ears slowly turn bright red.