I left Whatsapp, heading into Instagram to get jealous at cool couple goals pictures and poses along with videos all around every nook and cranny of Instagram to remind myself of how single I am.
' you're as single as a cute puppy, come to think of it, even Pringles in a container aren't alone, they're dating each other'.
Silas's annoying voice echoed in my head as I rephrased the exact words he teasingly said to me one night while we argued over one stupid thing, I'm sure.
Only that he was so true, I should be jealous of them stupid Pringles.
So unfair!
My door got pushed open and I jumped up so hard and startled, my phone slipped out from my weak clasp unto the floor, the screen crashing down with a loud sound.
My fucking phone!
I thought as I hurriedly knelt down beside it before picking the phone up, my face looking so cracked and damaged due to the broken screen, stared back at me in a mocking way.
