Tonight while dropping Cole off from our date night (which usually takes quite a long time, due to hours of deep talks), he said something along the lines of: "i'm not even this nice to you because we're getting married on february 9th; i'm this nice to you because we're literally friends and I respect you."
I don't even have to elaborate on this. Being friends with Cole is almost even as good as being in love with him.
I'm literally marrying my best friend. Does it get any better?
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