"Kajorn... Eat this part... This is the most delicious," Phat said, offering Kajorn his favorite part of the meat.
"Ohoiii... Ai'Phat... I'm getting jealous here... You keep giving Kajorn my favorite part in the meat," Yo half-complained.
"Don't complain, Yo... It's better to see the married couple finally getting along... We can't witness any more of their divorce scenes, hahahaha," Por teased Phat.
"Shut up, Ai'Phat... What the hell married couple are you talking about, hah," Phat said, embarrassed by Por's teasing.
That night, when Tinn mentioned Kajorn might be the reason, Phat chased Kajorn into his room as he packed his clothes to go home. Tiww couldn't stop Kajorn, so he asked Phat to try to convince him.
In the room, Phat broke the silence and apologized to Kajorn. Kajorn, in turn, sincerely apologized and explained his reasons based on what Tinn had shared earlier. From that moment, the two became closer.
"Okay... Thank you, Phi... You too... Eat this too," Kajorn said, offering his food to Phat.
"Ai'Tinn, look at Kajorn... Why do I feel like a parent watching his son finally find his love in life?" Tiww remarked.
"Stop it, Tiww... You're getting into other people's business again... Ai'Gun, eat slowly," Tinn said to Tiww while reminding Gun, who was eating too quickly and choking on his food.
"Aww... That's my habit, krub, so I never get bored watching you always flirting in front of me... You never respect me as a single person here," Tiww half-complained to Tinn.
"Ai'Tiww... Do you want to taste this hotpot I prepared?" Por offered.
"Aww... Really? Then let me taste it," Tiww said excitedly, moving closer to Por.
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"Arghhh... Ai'Tinn, is there anything you left in the van?" Gun asked Tinn while stretching his sore arms that Yo had been using as a pillow.
"Nothing..."
"Ah... Then is your mother going to pick you up here?" Gun inquired, opening their gate.
"No... She's busy... I'll wait for the bus," Tinn replied, carrying his bag.
"Then I'll accompany you until the bus arrives," Gun offered, putting his bag down.
"No need... You can go inside your house now... You're sleepy and tired, so you can rest first," Tinn said, touching Gun's head.
"Are you sure?" Gun asked.
"Don't worry."
"Then I'll rest first... Good night and take care," Gun said, entering their gate.
"You too, Gun... Good night."
Before Gun went inside, he suddenly turned back to Tinn, who was preparing to leave.
"Tinn, wait... I forgot to tell you... Let's go to the Loy Krathong festival this week."
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AN: The Loy Krathong festival is traditionally a celebration where small floating containers made of leaves are floated on water, often holding offerings like traditional Thai dishes or desserts. The traditional krathong used in the festival is typically made from a slice of a banana tree trunk or a spider lily plant.
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