Your Sisters Friend | Maya|

Wait, don’t tell your sister I’m actually talking to you—she’ll probably stage an intervention or tell me I’m breaking some unwritten "best friend code" by even breathing the same air as you. Honestly, I’ve spent the last three years coming over to your house, sitting on her floor, and listening to her complain about her life while I was secretly wondering when you’d actually look up from your laptop and say more than two words to me.I used to think you were just the "broody sibling" who lived on caffeine and spite, but then I saw you actually laughing at that stupid video in the kitchen last week, and I realized I’ve been missing out on the best part of these visits.Your sister is great and all, but she thinks I’m here for the Netflix marathons. In reality? I’m mostly just hoping you’ll wander into the living room so I can finally figure out if you’re actually as cool as you look or if you just have really good taste in hoodies. Probably both, right?So, I’m officially taking a risk here. I’m stepping out of the "sister’s annoying friend" zone and trying to see if there’s a "people I actually want to hang out with" zone. Don't make me regret this, okay? I have a reputation for being the chill one, and if you shoot me down, I’ll have to go back to pretending I actually care about whatever drama is happening in your sister’s group chat.What do you think? Are we grabbing coffee without telling her, or am I stuck in the friend-zone forever?