Chapter 6: What do friends usually give each other?
After being dropped by a large bomb, the room was engulfed in a dead atmosphere for a long time.
The noodles in the bowl were already starting to swell, so I quickly put all the noodles in my mouth to break the awkward situation in front of me.
And Yotha went to the table and sat down. No one dared to look each other in the eye. It wasn't until nearly 10 minutes had passed that I decided to break the silence. But I timed it perfectly, because at that moment, my tall best friend also opened his mouth to say a word.
"Don't care man." Yotha immediately spoke in a calm tone mixed with indifference.
It's like...What should I answer now?
"Oh." Just say big. Because now my mind is gone.
Then silence once again visited. With my nature of not being able to stay still, if I just sit still, I will probably struggle and die, so I have to say a little more.
"But you are also very funny. Likes to play funny games. Hahaha. Ha ha ha ha." Am I smiling or starting a motorcycle? Hate yourself to death.
"What game?" The handsome face looked up. At that moment, the two eyes met again.
"Then that game of telling me is your style. Its mother. It's just ridiculous."
"No."
...!!
While reassuring himself, the other answer turned the tide.
"What do you mean?"
"Actually, I like people with that kind of face."
"Whatttttttt."
"But that doesn't mean that everyone who fits your taste will like it. Or should I like people all over the world." Broken. Luckily, you quickly explained to me that I was feeling a little lighter. Otherwise, I'll probably just say "What" until tomorrow morning.
While waiting for me to come to my senses, Yotha stood up straight, holding the bowl of noodles on the table with both hands, went to the sink while muttering softly. Even so, I can still hear his words clearly.
"I told you I don't love anyone."
"So... what exactly are you talking about?"
"Or pretend."
"Oiiiiiiiii. When did I tease you, you know?"
"Regularly."
"You are very weird. Do you know that?"
"Hmm." The other laughed in his throat before washing the dishes. I wanted to volunteer to help, but my ass got stuck. The great power disappeared in the blink of an eye. Take time to think for yourself and evaluate yourself.
I never thought before that Yotha would like a boy or a girl. But from what I've heard, "puffy" is by no means a gender-specific word. I still feel some girls are really good at flirting. Because of that, the opponent's tastes might be very broad, to the point of being able to like the whole world like someone else is telling the truth.
Thinking that, I didn't want to pay attention to the small stuff anymore, so I picked up the phone to ask about the situation from my friends.
"Our friends have returned to the dorm. When are we going back?"
"Not yet. I also have to help you clean up the shop."
"Forget about expenses. So do you need help?"
"No need. Let's play something here first. Come down when the shop closes." I nodded in understanding while watching my tall relative trudging over to the sofa. The thick hand lifted the remote and turned to ask with an expressionless face. "Do you want to watch a movie?"
