CASSANDRA
I'm feeling more at ease now that I'm talking to Ana. It seems like I have known her for the majority of my existence. She reminded me of my best friend or older sibling.
And as I stared into her eyes, I noticed that she exudes the atmosphere of a person I can depend on for the rest of my life.
I sighed once more while rubbing my face with my palms.
"Be quiet."
She cleared her throat, "Well," she said carefully.
"I suppose his problem isn't having a big p***s after all."
I laid my elbows on the table and let my head drop.
I glanced up at the sound of her muffled laughter, "No. No, it most definitely isn't."
"It's not amusing, Ana, this at all."
"I beg to differ. Even you have to see how crazy this is. I mean, of all the people I've ever known, you're the last person I
