His best friend is my ex.
"Hey, I am Samuel by name; I must be sincere; ever since you walked into this store, I have had my eyes on you, and I will like us to be friends." Samuel said to the lady he met at the grocery store.
"Hi, I am Sandra, and it is really nice to meet you." Sandra responded
"How about we have lunch together and probably get to know each other better?" Samuel asked
"Well, as much as I would love to, but I think we are moving too fast; you just met me, and you want me to have lunch with you already?" Sandra asked, making a face expressing surprise.
"Oh my bad, take your time. I can at least have your number, or you consider that moving fast too?" Samuel teased
"Haha," Sandra laughed. "Funny guy, let me have your phone so I can put in my number." Sandra added as she continued to smile.
"Lucky me," Samuel said as they parted ways.
Just like Sandra wanted, Samuel took things slow, they talked every day and night on the phone, kept in touch, and became close friends in no time. When a day passes and they don't talk to each other, it feels like an incomplete day. They made talking and checking up on each other a habit, and they became more like best of friends as they spend so long talking to each other on the phone and never run out of conversations or topics to talk about.
"Hey Sandy, you wanted us to take things slow, and I did, so how about that lunch I asked for the other day?" Samuel asked over the phone since he has not seen her in a while.
"You don't give up, do you?" Sandra asked, smiling.
"For you? I wouldn't dare to give up." Samuel teased as he waited for her response.
"Well, how about Sunday at your place?" Sandra asked
"Sunday is great for me. I am always free on Sundays." Samuel responded
"Then it is a date." Sandra responded as she hung up the phone.
Samuel looked forward to Sunday and hoped to introduce Sandra to his friends since they never believed he could at some point in his life even have a female friend because of how shy he can be.
"Hey Sam I am at the address you have for me, I am standing by the gate." Sandra said over the phone
"Coming to meet you now." Samuel replied as he jumped out of his bed and rushed downstairs to inform his friends in the sitting room. "You guys better behave." Samuel added as he opened the door.
"Hi, It's been quite a while; you look stunning." Samuel complimented Sandra on seeing her.
"Awwwn. Thank you; you don't look bad either." Sandra responded.
"I cannot wait to introduce you to my friends, especially my best friend Randall; till date he still argues about your existence in my life. I am glad today is the day I get to clear all of his doubts about you." Samuel said, so eager to show his new female friend to his friends who never believed his over shyness would ever let him get a female friend.
"I hope they will like me though, because this shows you must have said a lot about me already." Sandra responded already, feeling shy too.
"I have not said too much though." Samuel responded as he opened the door, showing her in.
"Welcome to our humble abode." Samuel's friends shouted the moment they saw her.
"It's nice meeting you guys. I am Sandra." Sandra said
"No need for the introduction; we already know you. He cannot stop talking about you." One of Samuel's friends shouted
"Don't mind them," Samuel cut in, "but where is Randall? Why is he not in the sitting room?" Samuel asked
"He is in the kitchen; he just left to get water." A friend responded.
"Take a seat; let me get him." Samuel said but noticed a look on Sandra's face but did not bother to ask out of excitement.
"No problem, I will be here." Sandra said, "Randall? I just hope it's not who I think it is." Sandra said to herself as she sat down.
"Well, finally, Sandra meets Randall, and Randall meets Sandra." Samuel said, but instead of exchanging pleasantries, they both tried to avoid each other.
"Nice to meet you, Randall. Well, Samuel, I hope to see you again soon. I really need to meet up with a friend now." Sandra said as she stormed out.
"But you just got here." Samuel said
It turned out Randall used to be her ex, and bumping into him in Samuel's house took her off guard, and she could not stay. "Hey Stephanie, there is this guy I am seeing; I think he likes me, and I kind of like him too, but our friendship and whatever would have come out of it is about to crash. Randall is his best friend. What do I do? Should I confess to him before Randall does, or he finds out from someone else?" Sandra asked her friend over the phone.
"The truth might hurt, but it is better than it comes from you; confess everything to him, and you have to move fast." Stephanie responded as she hung up.
"I just have to call him and make a confession; tell him why I left his place, and if our friendship does because of the truth, then so be it," Sandra said as she dialed Samuel's number.
"Hey, look who called after leaving my place like I did something bad." Samuel said the moment he picked up the call.
"So he didn't tell you? Well, it is an opportunity for me to make my confession and clear my conscience." Sandra said
"Who did not tell me what? I have been wondering why you left the way you did, and now you called to make me wonder even more." Samuel said
"Like I said, I have a confession to make, and it is also the reason I had to storm out of your place the other day. I don't know a better way to say it, but Randall, your best friend, is my ex, and seeing him at your place took me off guard, and I just had to leave since I cannot stand him after all he put me through. I just hope this confession of mine will not affect our friendship, but if it does, I am grateful our paths crossed." Sandra said as she hung up without giving Samuel the chance to say a word since she was already crying.
This story was dialogue-centric, and we appreciate seeing a writer who is not afraid to focus on dialogue, but when writers lean heavily on dialogue they need to ensure that the dialogue is revealing a lot about the characters and their relationship to each other, and driving the story forward. Strong dialogue in fiction does not focus on ordinary exchanges between people. Ordinary exchanges do not draw the reader in, advance the plot, or reveal much about the characters. The conversation in this piece feels quite stilted at times, and lacks a natural flow. I would encourage you to take a look at How to write dialogue in fiction to see examples of how to write dialogue that captures the imagination of the reader. It felt a little unrealistic that Samuel and Randall are described as best friends but that Samuel has never met Sandra before. Surely his best friend would have introduced them at some point and they would have hung out together? I would also recommend that you start using Grammarly to check your drafts for missing punctuation as you have several instances of missing periods on the end of sentences. The Ink Well is focused on quality writing and we expect writers to proofread their work and edit appropriately.
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It must have been so awkward for Stephanie. I can imagine. Most people done want to date their friend’s ex.
It was a good read, thank you for sharing.