“ Dude, I cant reach this stupid plate.” I mumbled, looking up at the pearly white plate, it was reflective, showing me how pathetic I looked.

“ Plate?” My best friend looked at me, walking over.

I was just about to respond, yet he did something I couldnt quite shake.

Holding full eye contact, he casually grabbed the plate, reaching over my short frame.

I don’t know why, but in that momemt, I questioned our six long year friendship.

Anyways, we’ve been married for ten years now.

( inspo: a reddit story, lol.)