𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 | 𝟏# 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦 | 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑒𝑑

BROOK

Today I'm gonna meet Sean, and I'm super excited. Like thrilled. He texted me that he was planning to go to a restaurant in town, so I need to dress up. I've been thinking about the outfit since morning.

But now I don't have a lecture anymore, and I can visualize the ideas that have accumulated in my head. I didn't come with the motorbike today. I wanted to walk a bit, so I stepped down the hall from the main Uni building.

Then down the next set of stairs to catch a glimpse of the football field to my left, which is covered with snow. It is no longer green but white, which makes it even more lovely.

I adore it when the snow has just fallen and is untouched. It will be destroyed if someone presses any footsteps on it.

I pulled my hat further over my ears because it rose a bit. While walking I also put on my black fake leather gloves. Music played in my ears through the big headphones. In my mind, I am with the clothes I have.

I already decided in my second lecture that I would wear a dress. I remember that Drew had some kind of pantyhose that are totally warm inside. I'm sure I can borrow some from hers.

I took off my gloves for a moment. Because it doesn't work on my touch screen. I proceeded to the chat from Drew and myself. Almost no messages are seen. If we text, it's because of work. It's rare that she texts back. Mostly when I ask if she's okay because she once again missed work for a whole day or two.

This is often the case. Drew is a... How should I say it... Mysterious person. Not that she's strange. She's a super nice girl, she's helpful and shy too, but she mysteriously sometimes disappears and then comes back like nothing happened.

I don't blame her for giving me more work. The only thing on my mind is if she's okay. She's acting a little sad. Off track. But she doesn't talk about it. Apparently, there must be a reason.

I text Drew if she is even in her dorm. Then, in the corner of my eye, I catch a person who doesn't walk past me, but next to me. I look down from my phone and put it back in my pocket when I saw Logan next to me.

"Has something happened? Do you have any side effects?" I put the gloves back on. Logan has been reporting to me every day since the night how he is doing. Whether he has any side effects or is in pain.

I tugged my headphones down, so they were around my neck. "No. Everything is fine." I nodded. "But I still want to ask you something."

"Then hurry up, I have to go." I still have to look for an outfit, and I seem to be worried that I can't clean up my room in case something happens with Sean, and we go to my place. Not in this way, but in a harmless way, I think. And I blame Gunnar to be slovenly?

"When you took me home, and I said this thing, did..." he coughs briefly, as if he was embarrassed by what he did. "Did you felt uncomfortable?" uncomfortable is the wrong word. "No. Rather surprised and ashamed."