Daring: Red Room Collection (Lesbian)

XVIII

AUTOMANKIND SECOND PART

"Typhoon Abusa is expected to make landfall this Wednesday around 4 in the afternoon -"

"It is advice to stay vigilant, pack an emergency kit and necessities, secure the important documents, and avoid hazards."

The weather forecast news was playing in our living room. My mom immediately swifts her head straight to the television. Any minute from now, she would start nagging us about this typhoon and her nonstop precautions. Just thinking about her nag in a second is already giving me a headache. Each typhoon has its orientation.

"Faye! Jacob! Come here ASAP!" Right on cue, my brother and I made eye contact. I witnessed his deep sigh and closed his eyes afterward. I can't help but get my butt out of the chair and shrugged the remaining feeling.

I have three classes today, two in the morning and one in the afternoon. To be honest, I feel extra exhausted to attend these classes. Maybe it's the weather or the mood I have. I couldn't pinpoint this feeling. I just wanted to lay in my bed, watch dramas, read books, and stay rot bed for a week. Thinking about makes my urge strong.

After holding on, our last class for today ended at three. I checked my phone and saw Meira's text. Right now, we don't have the same schedule on Wednesday.

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Meira Madrigal

13:48

Faye, can I excuse myself this afternoon? I won't be able to help you with the references. My mom just asked for a last-minute favor to attend a meeting at the company. I am sorry, dear. I'll double my effort next time!

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I went up straight to the library. It was quiet as always it has been, yet the atmosphere seems different. The place is not as crowded as it used to be in the past days considering the exams were over, plus the requirements season was already done.

I quickly grabbed a chair after roaming around then placed my bag on the table, and got my note to check the remaining needs of our study. There are still revisions and additions to comply. I lose my remaining strength and will to continue this mentally draining shit.

I had no choice but to stand up and walk through the shelves. I was scanning hundreds and thousands of studies that the students produced. I wonder how the university managed to keep it good for centuries. I also heard that the university has soft copies of studies which were kept by each college department. I mean, that is how publishing a study works, right?

After scanning and skimming, I finally found two related studies. Yes, just two. Even though I wanted to rush and be at home, I kept myself entertained in these readings.

"Your brows are about to meet" I heard a voice coming in front. I raised an eyebrow before facing her. Her chuckle didn't pass my hearing from what I did. What's funny?

All the sour mood and the coming mean attitude instantly fade upon recognizing her. My face instantly relaxes. She was the autonoma lady I met here. She's wearing her backpack on one shoulder.

"Apologies, Zack" I said and gave her a small smile.

"Are you that stress?" She asked with humor then placed her bag on the table after getting her seat next to me.

"Sort of" I answered before setting aside my note.

"What else do you need?" She leant to scan my note. She nods and hums while reading. I could smell her vanilla scent. It's sweet and alluring.

She tied her hair in a bun, leaving some strands of hair on her nape. Staring at her nape gives me a whole zoo in my stomach. Her scent also didn't help.