MY TYPE - jaerosé

02

Soundtrack:
Mayday Parade - Stay

"Oh, can you tell

I haven't slept very well

Since the last time

that we spoke"

***

Lalisa started laughing when she was done telling my story of my concert-chain experience. She sushed her as her eyes widened to glare at her friend. It was not effective though, because Lisa didn't stop herself from laughing out loud.

Rosé frowned. Lisa's indeed a shallow person. Her story wasn't even funny but there she was, laughing at it.

"Stop laughing! It's not funny," she ranted.

That made Lisa stop laughing. Though, she was still snoring, she was trying her best not to laugh anymore. Rosé notice that her friend was teary eyed again by laughing too much.

"What do you mean it's not funny? It is very laughable! You, shy and embarass. It's just very—" Lisa didn't continue what we she supposed to say because she started laughing again.

Rosé made her lips into a thin line. Maybe talking to Lisa with what happened wouldn't help her forget her embarassment yesterday. Her laugh wasn't helping. Her friend should have advice her like other friends would do if someone tell an embarassing story to them. But her friend was very unbelievable for just laughing there—almost rolling in the floor holding her stomach.

The reason why she tell it to Lisa is because she thought that venting out would made her forget it. Especially, the 'blurting out thoughts' part. She do wants to forget everything yesterday and bury it in a coffin as if nothing had done yesterday. Even the 'Can I get your number?' part.

Rosé waited for Lisa to get over the 'blurting out thoughts' part. She rememberd that she wasn't even finish telling her story yet. See, she almost forgot finishing her experience.

She waited until Lisa spoke up and stopped from her laughing."So what happened next?"

She sighed in relief. Finally, her friend was done laughing from a non-laughable experience.

"I, of course, said sorry and got blush immediately due to embarassment. I made my eating faster than I should because I don't wanna face him no more. I was supposed to leave the fast food chain when he stopped me and told me I am cute and all, and if he can get my number."

Lisa raised her brow after I finished. Sure, she doubted her story. After all, it sound like a came up story rather than a true to life story.

"A fine looking boy on a boy band concert getting your digits? Oh, c'mon!"

Lisa stopped when their officemate popped out to asked them some question about their work and moved on from her story.

"Are you sure about what happened? I mean, it sound like a—" she cutted Lisa off.

"I, sure it is true!" Yeah, she is. Because she wouldn't tell her story if it is just fake or come up.

"Well if it is true then..." Lisa shot a glance at her as if she made something wrong. "You are such an idiot for not giving your number."

"I mean, it's an opportunity. You told me that he is fine looking and have a fair skin right?" Rosé nodded.

"You also told me that he looks rich because of his designer clothes and aura right?" She, once again nodded. "Then you should have grab it!"