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We had our evening snack, more like dinner, and then I decided to head towards my home. He called me a taxi when I decided that I don't want him to drop me at my house.

I was living alone in an apartment. The rent was quiet easily paid since I got enough salary, but my aunt and I weren't in a good happy relationship.

Sure, she was nice and sweet, but she didn't like me much. I've no idea why she gave me the job.

Now, here I was in my small, but bearable apartment finishing off the office work. Sometimes it was a struggle to have 3 meals a day. Half of my salary went to the rent, then bills and all. Depending upon the money left in my hand, the meals were decided. Almost every day, I had cereal in the morning, McDonalds for lunch, and then to save my health, veggie soup at night. I sure wasn't health conscious, it's the tight money that had me soup most nights and sometimes when I would be extremely exhausted, so dinner.

So, all in all, I was thankful to Mr. Black attire for the snack.

I was sincerely happy for him. He was the first person who took me out for a meal. I don't even have people in my life. At work, almost every worker despises me since I'm related to the boss and they think I'm favored. They don't know the whole truth about how my aunt- Caroline never lets me eat near her or how she hates me. There sure is a reason why she gave me the job and I'm happy about it, so I don't pry over the reason.

So nicely she told me, don't get a degree and all, but I knew better than it. What if she just kicks me out? Then what? So, I was going to go to uni for my degree. I was saving money by skipping meals and some other expenses here and there for my future.

I don't want to be around here for long. I've to study, get a degree and be a fashion designer. Buying a house, a car, and not worrying about the bills in the future were my main goals. I want to work hard enough to not worry about the bills or the price tags. Be successful, have a nice life. Period.

I talk to myself a lot. When I'm alone, in my house anywhere. I don't like the feeling of how no one's interested in talking to me or how I'm incapable of making friends. It's difficult for me to trust people and let them stay in my life. I've become guarded. I like my voice or just silence or even music. Music lets me forget everything.

But sometimes things don't go well and I end up feeling lonely. Being alone was my choice, but feeling lonely so much so that it brings tears to my eyes, wasn't my choice.

Social anxiety is my thing.

Awkwardness is my thing.

Not making friends is my thing.

Being guarded and pushing people away is also my thing,

But making friends or approaching people, without overthinking my actions the whole day and night isn't my thing.

So, when I approached Carwyn and he took it well, I was at the top cloud. Happy dancing in my mind.

I approached him because I know the feeling of loneliness. I've felt it, saw it with my own eyes. Practically lived with it, so I thought maybe, just maybe I could make him smile if I talked to him.

And I did!

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