exhale.

Eliza

Pie, Rudy, Alex, my literal day one, my biffle.

I love you and you know that, so I don't know what kind of long drawn out paragraph you're expecting here.

My smol cute thing. 14 years of friendship and counting. I tell you everything, maybe not immediately after it happens but I do eventually and that's what matters. Your house is my second home and mine is yours, so 'twins' extends far past us sharing the same birthday.

Thank you for everything; for listening to me, for opening up to me, for every up and every down, for standing at the front of the barre in ballet, for not abandoning me during cardio in modern, for swatching lipstick with me in MAC, for obsessing over makeup with me in general, for putting up with me when I send you snaps in the dead of night, for everything.

And no your chapter isn't that long, because I'm so transparent to you that I feel like you know everything anyway so hush. You are the Eliza to my Angelica, the Marius to my Enjorlas. And we're basically both Eponine. I love you, bean, from the bottom of my heart.