Big Brother

Friend asked me to go for training today. I honestly don’t know what I was doing there. I was dead tired, yet I chose to go. But he wasn’t in the best mood. He was tired. I feel bad because even when we were going home, I didn’t talk to him. I know that I would have cheered him up a little. There’s just something about us, he’s like a big brother to me, and I’m like a little sister to him. I feel that. I know that I can put a smile on his face, even if it’s through saying stupid things that he just has to open his mouth to respond. I know I can break his serious mood. I should have. By the way, his birthday today.