Holy shit.
Imagine me at work, past closing hours in fact, at a desk in the dark, with only a little lamp lighting the page in front of me. I was writing a new song, as songwriters like me do.
Till now it sounds pretty normal, right?
Yeah, fine, OK. So, I was working on a new song, and I was cheery. Lately Gumi has changed attitude again but this time for the better; it's like how it was right before she got sick. We hang out sometimes, we work together. Our friendship had improved to the point that we share little things. We even went out to the movies yesterday.
I was thinking of how sweet she is. She bought me popcorn, and quickly got used to my sense of humor, among dozens of other things. I wondered how it was like to be her friend for a long time, like Miku or the Crypton twins were. They were probably kind to each other the same way all the time.
Then Luka called. I answered my phone, because she was my best friend, after all. While Gumi and I agree and have fun together, Luka and I are civilized and are on the same level; different pros on either side. And hey, experience means something, so no matter how kind Gumi will be, she'd have to save my life to be equal to Luka.
Anyway, we talked, and talked, I told her about my song and she offered ideas. Eventually she asked how it was going with Gumi, and I told her all I was thinking. I also told her of the little dip after she got sick. I said that maybe she felt awkward about spending days on end together, all the while being dependent on me. But it was alright in the end, I said.
Here it comes. Luka, after hearing of all of our little outings, chuckled softly like she does, and said with a smile in her voice that it sounded awfully romantic.
I laughed at first. I didn't think about it. We talked some more, then we hung up, and I started packing my stuff to go home.
And then it hit me.
It was romantic. Gumi wasn't less of a friend than Luka to me not because she was simply less of a friend, but because dammit she was different.