How did it come to this? How did my friends and I get to this point from being gawky teenagers in a pink uniform?
When you watch the tomboy you grew up with who used to chase you around the school ground prepare herself for an arranged marriage with a deceptively brave face, you will be concerned.
When you watch the Hermione Granger of your gang struggle with narrow minded people and her choices in love and still be thoughtful enough to get you gifts from a holiday, you will be concerned.
When your naive friend goes abroad and you can no longer yell at her for the stupid things she will invariably do, you will be concerned.
When your shopping soul mate is still finding her feet in the world, you will be concerned.
When your school tuition buddy's mom is sick and she carries the weight of the family on her shoulders, you will be concerned.
When the girly friend who takes forever to get out of the bath cries in secret because she is deeper and feels more than the world can perceive, you will be concerned.
Don't I have anything more to offer than concern?
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