Naked Minds: Reading your mind like an open book

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Gun and I have been getting closer by the day. As days went on, I've also gotten used to filter out things. We've been hanging out more lately with his college friends. I still can't remember all their names but Gun helps me out by reminding me in his mind. At school, he's mostly surrounded by girls. This lil guy surely knows how to flirt around with the opposite sex. I guess its not hard to be mesmerized by those cute dimples. Tumcial, what the heck are you thinking right now? You're lucky your mind can't be read by him.

The series would come out shortly after the marathon. Could we just skip over it? It's not really my thing to sweat it out. I'd rather spend my time in my room.

As usual, I woke up after Gun, who just left the bathroom. For a little guy, his body muscles is rather defined.

"P'Off, stop pretending to sleep and get up. P'Kwang is arriving anytime soon." Gun scolded in his mind.

I grumbled before getting up to prepare. I turned to frown at him. 

"I promise by the time you're done, breakfast would be ready. Do you want anything specific?" He asked out loud.

I just shook my head. Yep, I'm definitely famished. Sometimes I wonder if he really can't read my mind.

"It doesn't take much to get your typical queues. Just go else I'll eat your portion." He threatened.

"Fine." I mumbled as I grabbed my stuff.

After a while, I joined everyone at the dining room for breakfast. It seems that everyone is pumped. That is everyone except me and Krist. We were both forced to attend the marathon. Singto and New seems to be pumped and equipped with their own water bottles for the run.

I've just finished eating when P'Kwang arrived. She was extremely pleased with the energy the room emanated. As she greeted everyone, she placed several paperbags on living room.

"I need everyone to change into these." P'Kwang said.

Gun jumped and hurried to the paperbags. He's reading the names P'Kwang wrote on the paperbags. After finding his name, he took out the shirt and raised it in the air.

"P'Kwang, it's too big for Nong Gun!" New complained.

"Sorry, Nong Gun. The clothes are freesize." P'Kwang frowned.

"It's all good, P'Kwang." Gun said as he put on his shirt.

"He'd look like he stole Off's clothes." Tay teased. "Look at him, Off!" Tay grabbed on my wrist.

I didn't need to look up to see what he was seeing As I could already see the hyperactive imagination of everyone wherein a little boy is wearing a grown man's clothes. Still, I looked up to see for myself. It looked too big even for me.

"P'Kwang, are all the shirts the same sizes?" I asked.

"They are all the same size." P'Kwang frowned. "I should've really checked on the clothes before taking them. What do I say to these boys and to the sponsors?" She thought.

Gun started taking out the shirts from the other bags. P'Kwang's right. They were all the same size. Gun turned to us quietly, but in his mind, he was trying to figure out how not to put P'Kwang in a tight spot.

"I don't mind wearing big clothes but these are just too big for me." He whined in his mind as he looked at the shorts. With a smile, he turned to P'Kwang, "Don't worry, P. We'll try to work with these."

We watched as he put on the running shirt and shorts on top of his current clothes.

"Are you going to wear it like that?" I asked.