Secrets Don't Make Friends
"So," He said. "Are you always this mysterious?" His eyes full of curiosity under a dark mask.
"That depends." I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes at him, "Are you always this nosy?"
He blew out a little bit of air through his nose and smiled, "Touché."
"And I'm not mysterious." I added.
He tapped on my own mask, "Who are you then?"
I swatted away his hand. "And if you're not mysterious," he continued, "then what are you?"
I rolled my eyes, "I'm a runaway princess from the land of far away." I put a finger to my lips, "But shh, it's a secret."
He chuckled lightly. "You didn't answer my question.
I kept my mouth shut and didn't say anything. He honestly can't be serious. There's no way that I going to tell him something like that. Bro, is you dumb?
"You know," he said casually, interrupting my thoughts, "Secrets don't make friends."