summer rain || pjm.

nine

"How do you feel when you're surfing?" I asked.

We were eating our breakfast while chatting about random things.

"I like the feeling of the cold air that brushes against me, the adrenaline rush when there is an incoming huge wave, the water splashes." He answered.

I hummed.

Suddenly, the door opened.

We both looked at the door and saw Calista.

"Oh hey, Calista!" I greeted.

"Hey-- Who's he?" She asked, looking at busboy.

"Oh he's umm-" I got interrupted by busboy who spoke up.

"Hello, I'm her friend. I met her a while ago. We fell asleep outside while watching the stars. I forgot to bring my keys and asked permission to sleep here since I was still sleepy." He explained.

Calista smiled teasingly, looking at me with knowing eyes.

I returned a confused look.

"Well, I came back to take my other belongings. I'll have to attend certain events that my mother set up. I'm afraid I cannot stay here with you," She said to me, formally, probably because there was another person here with us.

I frowned upon hearing her statement.

"So I'll be alone?" I asked.

"That's fine. I'm pretty sure this guy here will take care of you." She said. "What's your name, by the way?" She asked the guy.

"We don't know each other's names," I told her.

"That explains why he was referring to you as a her. But why don't you guys know each other's name anyway? Is this some sort of game?" She asked.

"It's fun like that" The guy spoke.

Calista hummed, going to her room, which I assumed she was going to pack.

"She's your sister?" He asked.

"Nope. Best friend" I smiled. "How will I address you anyways?"

"busboy and busgirl," He answered.

"Kinda cringy but chile," I said and continued eating.

He smiled while eating.

"By the way, since you are good at surfing, teach me."

He chuckled.

"Yeah sure, after this. Be ready."