A few friends came by today for a nice and adult dinner party. I feel like such a grown-up. Despite the fact that I though my food was close to garbage I got compliments, but that's the problem of having such nice friends... You can't expect them to be honest, which is also one of the greatest things about friends: How you can feel their warm embrace in the littlest things.
Definitely it felt a bit uncomfortable not paying my share, which was kind of my idea. Uh-uh. Not doing it again.
It was funny, though to see them sometimes looking at my awkward reactions. I'm such a social casualty.
I loved it. And if one of you are reading this, I love you.
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