A series of stories I will begin to write about my "what if" moments in life. Two roads diverged in the wood and I could only choose one. But...what would have happened if I picked the other? Where would I be? I guess I will never know, but it's always intriguing to imagine.
"It smells amazing!!!" Trisha said.
"Let's eat!" Jan said.
The girls tucked into their food, slurping heartily on their chicken curry noodles.
"OMG, the craziest thing happened to me today. So I was queuing for a free Boost, you know how I've been playing that game to get points for ages, yeah so I got a voucher. Anyways, I was queuing to get my free drink. Then this guy nearby is waiting and he keeps looking around and from my side eye, it looks like he's staring at me. Which was weird. Anyway, he suddenly asked me 'Hi, random question, but do you think my hair looks nice?' Like who the hell would ask that to a random stranger? Also, side note, it was eugh..."
"What? That's such a weirdo!"
"Yeah anyway I wasn't gonna diss his hair, cos he was a random stranger so I just said it looked alright. Then he proceeded to ask me 'How would you rate it on a scale of 1-10?' Dude...why the heck would you ask me that?"
"What a weird dude. Did you continue talking to him after that?"
"No, I just said IDK and looked at my phone and walked further away from him. After I got my drink, I left as quickly as possible."
"Now, my turn! I've got amazing news! My mum has decided not to come visit me this holiday, but instead, she'll use the money to pay for a trip for me to go to Melbourne to visit my best friend there!!!"
"That's amazing! Have you guys planned your trip yet?"
"Not yet. Do you have any recommendations? You've been there so many times!"
"Yes! I've got so many recommendations. And no, it's not that many times. I've only been there twice! Wait, I've got a list, let me find it for you."
The girls continued their conversation through the dinner. They laughed, then washed the dishes, all the while with Jan telling the story of how her sister's hair ended up being caught in a fan when she was kid. When they were done, they proceeded to Trisha's room to jam. They spent their time crooning to mainstream pop songs and sang their hearts out.
Before long, two hours had passed. Jan yawned and said, "It's getting late. I think I'll go to bed now. See you tomorrow! We're still on for Indian food right?"
"Definitely!"
"Definitely!"
"Night!"
"Good night!"
