i wore my purple shirt, finding myself chilling down at the couch since i'm gonna be alone in my room for awhile.
I'm planning to stay in my room for the whole day. I stored 3 cups of ramen, 4 protein bars and 5 bottles of coke, i think it's enough for the week.
someone knocked on the door, "im not accepting visitors" i yelled, getting comfortable with my position on the couch bc lazy.
"emergency?" he muttered, knocking. i groaned, getting up to open the door. "this better be important" i said, looking really annoyed. "bathroom emergency" he uttered getting in my room, running into the bathroom.
i waited at the (bathroom) door for about 6 or 10 minutes and Calum hasn't still came out. I knocked for the nth time, "Calum!!" i yelled.
Finally, he went out.
"thanks for letting me use the bathroom" he said, letting out a deep sigh. His shorts were wet also the down part of his shirt. I stared at him, with my one eyebrow raised.
"what did you do?" i asked, crossing my arms. "pooping" i swear i saw him gulped-hmm "okay" i opened the door, letting him out, but he didn't made a move.
"what?" he asked, giving me a puzzled face look. "go out" i muttered. I pushed him to the door but he insist on staying because their aircon wasn't working.
"i wanna st-" "i dont wanna argue im not in the mood so please" i pointed the door.
"but i wan-" "i'm on my fucking period so if you don't go i might kill you" i yelled.
it's one of the reasons why i'm staying in my room. I'm just not comfortable walking around wearing a napkin, and i never thought of using a tampon like wtf im a virgin of course it would hurt duhh.
Calum slowly walked to the door, well this is annoying. But he turned back again, and went back in "sorry" he uttered, giving me a toblerone, oh.
He walked and closed the door. (Omg did i offended him? was i too much? Why am i feeling guilty? Too many questions ugh)
my phone rang breaking the questions that were popping in my mind. "hey!!" i said, opening a protein bar.
"are you taking care of yourself? how's your roommate? we miss u!!" my mom cried on the phone.
"mom calm down" i chuckled, "i'm barely breathing and my roommate is cool also there's something you should know?"
"omg what? did you got laid? how dare you young la-", "mom" i said, cutting her off. i took a deep sigh, "i didn't got laid what the fuck okay?"
"Matt's here" i muttered. There was alward silence, "mom?" i talked but there was no response. Oh, maybe she already hang up.
I grab the old wooden chair and sat down right at the window, i still didn't sign up for a club. I grab my guitar, and strum it.
I should go out of my room more, ok i'm gonna do that, tomorrow. i'm too lazy today, i let out a sigh.
I took a photo using my iphone and posted it instagram, putting 'alone' as the caption. oops, i think someone's stalking.
"calum hood liked your post" oh, didn't know he had instagram.
