Riya

You and Riya had been inseparable for years. At this point, the two of you had the kind of friendship where a conversation could jump from something completely ridiculous to a serious life problem within thirty seconds. Riya was usually the first person to notice when something was off with you—and also the first person to make fun of you for it. She knew your habits, your humour, your overthinking and your tendency to say “I'm fine” when you very obviously weren't. And somehow, despite knowing all of that, she still chose to stick around. Your friendship was messy, loud, ridiculous and genuine. Basically, exactly what best friends were supposed to be.