coffee

Chapter 4

i live. Alexa play "love letter by seventeen"
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"uh ok, what did u wanna talk about?"

With a sigh, she looks down on her lap, before mumbling something i could not understand.

"uh, nazeera, you know i can't hear you right?" I say getting more and more confused by the second. Is it important? no no, if it was important she wouldn't be mumbling . Is it embarrassing? kenji why in the world would she share something embarrassing with you? dumbass.

"maybe she's trying to say she likes you"
I was quick to shut that thought down, pfft like as if. She wouldn't like me back, not in a million years, not possible. Yes, i have a huge crush on her for god knows how long.

....the word crush sounds so childish tho...ok fine i have a romantic desire towards her...ew ok no. Focus on the matter at hand kenjii.
I shake my head before looking back at Nazeera who seemed to contemplating her existence at this point.

"are you gonna say something?"

That seemed to get her out of her state of overthinking.

"uh yes, i just- i wanted to know if you were okay"

Confusion overdose. Have my braincells gone off to hawaii for a vacation or some shit. What does she mean?

"I'm sorry, why do u ask that?"

With a defeated sigh, she leaned back slightly, before turning to me.

"when i walked in to wake u up in the morning, there was something in your expression....you looked- troubled i guess. I wanted to know if you were doing okay since you know, we're close and all" she looked away while saying the last part barely above a whisper. I caught it though, and i would be lying if i said i wasn't slightly surprised.

"oh uh yeah, i'm completely fine, just had a bit of a nightmare to be honest. I was just thinking about that."

"who the fuck says nightmare, are you five or something?!?"
sometimes i wanna slap myself.

"oh i see, i hope you figure it out and it isn't that big of a deal" she said flashing a quick smile.

We sat there for a few minutes in an awkwardly comfortable silence? if you get what i mean.

"Right i'm gonna leave now, i have things to take care of" nazeera got up abruptly, startling me out of my thought process.
"Right, good luck with those, though i know you're the smartest here so it'll be no big deal for you" i say smiling to her.

With a curt nod, she leaves. I collapse onto my bed, in utter confusion, wanting to slap myself.

She's never cared to ask me how i'm doing before. Why now of all times? Did she need something?
AND WTF WERE THOSE RESPONSES KENJI, DO U NOT KNOW HOW TO TALK TO SOMEONE?!?! And you say u can pull women.

I slap myself. as i repeatedly called myself a "dumbass". I need to get my shit together, and it's not like i'm free today or anything. We need to take care of those riots and maybe i should get another cup of coffee before leaving.

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Sorry for the short chapter, i'll publish another one as soon as i can :).

How are you all doing?
I hope u have a great day/ night or whatever time :)

And if you have any recommendations on how i can improve, then im happy to listen :).