We looked like idiots laughing on the streets. Idiots who didn't know street etiquette- if that was even a thing.
Neither of us knew where we were going. You were being rational, "let's call someone and ask." I was being an idiot, "No, let's play Dora the explorer!"
We argued and were fed up with each other. But we continued laughing like the idiots we were. We walked like we were drunk, we talked incoherent gibberish, and we were exhausted by the time we found our way back.
But we had fun. And for a minute I let myself believe, that I may have found myself a friend worthy of being a sister.
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