" The four formed a clique, and while I wasn’t really in the clique, I hung out with them on occasion. I was Kristina’s friend, but she was the type who was friendly with everyone. If this had been high school, I would’ve given up because Kristina would’ve had thirty other friends. I was lucky. I got her the first week of college when she didn’t have umpteen friends already. Besides the other three, I knew Kristina considered me one of her closest gal pals at college.
I needed it. I needed her. My other option was my stuffy roommate and her friends.
I frowned. Maybe I was the problem?
Nah.
I shook my head and moved forward with the line. That couldn’t be the case. I oozed warmth. I drew people to me like sap to bears. Come and eat me, animals.
My lip twitched.
Even my own jokes were pathetic. "
― Tijan , Hate to Love You