zoya-nazyalensky:

“You know you could wear baked mud and outshine every girl on two continents.” “True”, she said with a grin. I didn’t return her smile. She sighed and studied the toes of her boots. “I missed you”, she said. I was surprised at how much those words hurt. I’d missed her, too. And I’d felt like a fool for it. “Were you ever my friend?” I asked. She sat down at the edge of the bunk. “Would it make a difference?” “I like to know just how stupid I’ve been.” “I loved being your friend, Alina.” 

for @aredhels