“See what have you done?”
“You are a bad luck to this place!”
“The reason why the date didn’t happen is all because of you! This is your fault!”
“You are dragging other people down. You are pathetic! Loser!”
“Just hide to your room, idiot!”
“No one wants to hear your stupid music!”
“Why don’t you just get lost???”
“…or die?”
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(Kit)
The rain is now on complete halt but the cloudbursts of worries have been pouring down continuously creating an unsettling feeling to me. My friend is being a worthless jerk for rubbing off my face all his bullshits without leaving clues of the trouble they have had with. I should calm down, as a rule of thumb, since the staffs are all counting on me here to begin with.
More so, I do not want to get preoccupied with thoughts rummaging in my head – that P’Pring on a dire situation and P’Pha being out of sight as a matter-of-fact. It will not help me think peaceably.
After the crew has settled Pring on one of the rooms in the second floor, I tried reaching for the stars just to contact her boyfriend to explain and clear things up but to no avail, my friend is literally unreachable. The helpers are bugging me with questions since the agreement of their final pay has to depend on the success of the event. I don’t understand how it works, but P’Forth has talked to them with this arrangement.
The time is 1:30 am, a perfect moment to sleep, but for pete’s sake I am here, totally helpless.
P’Forth is good at ways on how to act calm and cute when things are going down the drain so I somehow manage to have conversed with him ten minutes ago. His main concern is to attend Pring’s condition firsthand which I have smoothly done. We’ll just think of jackass Phana when the coast is clear.
I also had to take care of Nong Wayo who has been attacked by massive headache a moment ago. Luckily, someone saw him collapsed on the balcony while practicing. He is more concerned with what happened to his violin though when I put him in the bed earlier than his health condition. He really is an adorable little cutiepie, I wonder if Ai’Ming has fallen once to that cute little creature since they have known each other for a long time.
Yeah but speaking of Ming, I have asked him if he could help me with my problem now to look for P’Pha. He will anyways fetch N’Wayo after he serenades the supposedly romantic dinner tonight.
I allowed the tens of people to leave the area when Yo and P’Pring are sleeping to their respective rooms. P’Forth is on his way to their rest house in about an hour or two anyways so I do not have to worry if there would be someone they will see breathing when the two wakes up.
Upon seeing Ai’Ming getting off his car, my cheeks couldn’t stop blushing because of the cheeky smile of his and the unnecessary biting of the lower lip when he saw me. I know this is not the right time to flirt with the guy, he should also not know that he causes my pants to get tight every damn time. I call this the Ming effect, sighs.
“I know you want to see N’Yo first thing now but we don’t have much time to look for P’Pha,” the words all slipped in my mouth.
“You even don’t ask me first how excited I am to see you?” he blatantly said while rubbing my left earlobes which I think are now colored pink.
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HEALING (bxb)
FanfictionWayo, as an ordinary person, faces trauma and depression from the hands of the person whom he looked up to since he grew up. Having hopeless to the shots of realities happening to his life, an unbelievable person helped him overcome the fear that is...
