Love is in the air. (BrightWin)

Dong Mueang

Hi, my lovelies!

Your lazy author is back with another chapter.

I really enjoyed writing it. I hope you enjoy reading it, too.

Also, if you don't mind sharing, I'd love to know your opinion about this story so far.❤

🐺🐰Iloveyouall🐰🐺

"I know right, they looked pretty cool!" Phuak agrees with Ohm.

"But, they are a threat to us." Fong says in his philosophical tone.

"How so?" The less intelligent ones asked the "smart" one of the group.

"Did you see the way our girls were eyeing them?" Fong said placing both of his palms on the table and leaning in, urging the remaining two to listen carefully, "Imagine what will happen if they were to pay a frequent visit. We will loose all the girls to them. Even the girl from our cafeteria will be off charts."

"But, does she stand a chance with them?" Phuak whisper asked. Apparently, it was a matter of profound secrecy.

"One can always dream, you poor guy. And, tell me if you have Tom Cruise in front of you, why would you think of Clint Eastwood?"

"Ow, we are Clint? I don't mind that— he is a fine man. Have you seen pictures from his youth? Man, what a slayer! That means, we are no less right?" Ohm asked Fong excitedly, but only to be hit on his head.

"I said Clint because he is the only other actor who is a Pilot, that I know of. You are no where near Clint. Out of the three of us, maybe me. But not you two.

Anyways, that's not the point. The point is, they are a threat. So, let's secure our girls."

Phuak and Ohm strongly agree, having no functioning brain of their own.

"Let's start with our cafeteria girl— I call dibs!" Fong chipped at once!

"Hey! We didn't even get a chance! No, I call dibs on her!" Ohm protested.

"Are you guys seriously calling dibs on our cafeteria girl? She is like thirty, and not to forget divorced. Twice. " Win said, placing four servings of burgers and fries in front of his friends.

It is currently eleven at night. The four are sat in the dingy restaurant that Win works at. Win finished his shift just a few minutes ago. Although, pretty rundown, the owner was sometimes kind enough to offer Win and his friends any available food at the end of the day. The broke students had no shame in accepting the kind offer whenever it came by.

"Here's another one who thinks of himself as Tom Cruise. Please land back on earth, dear." Fong scoffed.

"The girls are slowly slipping out of our hands. Something needs to be done fast!" Phuak said with so much determination, Win almost fell from his seat. Phuak and Determination belong to two different dictionaries.

"There are plenty girls in our batch. Why don't you pick one of them?" Win asked, taking a big bite of his burger.

"OhMyGod! This is more satisfying than watching an aircraft land in the tailwind." Win moaned.

"Firstly, plenty? We have like ten girls in our batch. Also, have you seen our competition? Buckle up man, otherwise you will have no choice but to get married to your 350."

"You are seriously acting like Howard Wolowitz. And, I don't mind that, 350 would make the best wife." Win shrugged, "Anyways, what competition are you guys talking about?"