SONGS OF US [SOTUS THE SERIES]

(Eng) 2. BEFORE OCTOBER'S GONE [Prem/Wad]

"I'm sleepy. Don't stay up too late, okay?" I push back my keyboard a little, staring at a tiny black screen next to it. It's unusual for him to go to bed this early, it's just 9 at night and he says he's already sleepy.

"Hmm, good night," the color on screen popped up after he says his farewell.

Call ended
23:49

It's not even half an hour. You can't say I don't realize, because I am. I realize that day after day our communication got shorter little by little. The fact, he's the one who command to always give time for us, but it feels like he's the one who break it as well. Does he even know what was he doing?!

I throw myself to the bed. The bed that full of memories. I caress his head's place before. After a year having a relationship with him —which is so damn hard to be admitted, we choose to live together in this place.

Even this place he chooses it himself, and the damn thing about it is it's so damn far away from my office. To complete the third damn, he travel the same damn distance opposite of mine. I don't really know what is going on with his mind when he chooses this damn place.

How many times do I mention damn?

Still with my glorious ear-device hanging, I scroll his chatroom. There I can see some voice notes that were sent to each other. I play those things one by one. Maybe it can relieve this pain.

"Wad~ today was sooooo hectic! My office received the wrong packages, and I have to handle the packages return. Not just that, the other packages which should be here are at the other office instead! Huh, that beardie long-haired driver is so stupid!"

"Hey buddy! Wanna know something? I miss you!"

"I just back from my boss' room to ask for off-day permission. But he doesn't give it. Maybe we should wait until 2 months before reunited. But this man is missing you too much! Tell me how?!"

Everyday —say I'm exaggerating, but that's the truth— I always replay the recording. Especially during difficult and doubtful times for me.

Yup, a few people said to me they ever met Prem with 'someone else'.

I don't want to believe it. But honestly, those gossips disturb my peace. Even though I know I should believe my own boyfriend more. But still, the feeling of shillyshally poking into my head to show me their existence.

And once again I feel doubtful about my relationship with one of the-seniors-that-I-most-hate back in uni.

This time it's p' Bright, the loudest amongst them.

We are now celebrating p' Toota's comeback from the military service at p' Bright's cafe. Honestly I amazed enough to know that he was sent there by his parents. Not sure what is going on their mind when they decided to send him.

Anyway, it doesn't even my priority. Back to the topic. It was packed enough. The fakey-scary-senior's gangs are complete except Prem. P' Arthit come here by himself straight from office because Kongpob isn't here to pick him up, p' Knott a little bit late because he has to deal with the freshman earlier, p' Bright himself busy going back-and-forth giving us snacks and alcohols. We, the juniors complete except Kongpob. Even the girls come, no exception for May —maybe she isn't afraid because her boyfriend is here.