We are bestfriends until..... we are not.         or       in which the bestfriends cross the line. 

I swear I'm not into you, but can you pretend to be my girlfriend every Monday?

Some people are simply made of luck.  For some, it’s almost a talent. For others… they’re born with it and then there are some who only gets lucky once in a lifetime.   But is it really luck?   The sun was high in the sky drowning in clouds; it was