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"Wow!! I can't believe that you actually come and hanging out with us!" a man shouted when he saw Arthit came into the restaurant.
"Ai' Bright!" Arthit smacked the man's head as he felt embarrassed of the loud noise. "Can't you speak in a lower volume?"
"What do you expect? He's a megaphone,"
"Ai' Toot! I'm a human mind you!" a snorted can be heard.
"You don't look like one," Prem replied.
"Which part of myself that you can't see indicates that I'm a human? I even have a dick—"
Prem quickly palmed Bright's mouth, shutting him up while Toota was explaining his friend's condition of being a special child to the customers near their table.
"Ai' Prem, just don't kill him."
"Should I just hire someone else to do the dirty job for us instead, Knott?" the four of them laughed while Bright wriggled his way out from Prem's hold.
"Not funny guys! Not funny,"
"Who says we're kidding?"
Bright went to headlock Toota's head.
"AAARGHH!"
Knott stopped the two retarded jokers from killing each other. The waiter came and served their orders. They started to eat when Toota said that he agreed with Bright's surprise of seeing Arthit with them on the weekend because usually he will spend with his lover instead.
"You guys have been nagging me, accused me for neglecting you guys. Now here I am and you guys are complaining?"
"You just come because your boyfriend is ditching you for his friends!" Bright quickly hiding behind Knot before Arthit's hand landing on his face.
"He's not ditching me and neither I am. I agreed to come because I want to. It has been a while since we last hang out. So, why not?"
"So, where to next?" Knott asked his friends, ignoring Bright who came behind him asking for help.
Toota had suggested for them to go and watch a movie, however, Prem disagreed and he had suggested to play bowling. As no one had object to it, they went to the bowling place on the third floor. The gang had decided to play for three rounds. As time went by, some of the losers tried to take a revenge and they extended their playtime to six rounds.
Even though they had not played for a long time, Arthit still excelled in bowling which getting a streak of curses from his friends. Despite him winning over them, somehow he was the one who ended up had to buy drinks for his gang. All thanks to Toota's and Bright's brilliant idea just to get on his nerve. Arthit walked to the cafe station inside the bowling center and bought five bottles for them. While waiting for the cashier to put the drinks in a plastic bag, he saw a figure walking into a karaoke place from the opposite side. Thanking the cashier, he took the plastic bag and went to chase that person to have a better look on the familiar figure.
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Arthit came back to Kongpob's dorm when the moon reflecting its light to the Earth only to be greeted by an empty dark room. Kongpob had yet to be back. He walked to the desk and sat there. The chubby fingers were trailing along the pictures on the board on the wall.
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Choice
FanfictionAt the end of the day, it is all about your choice. . . I know the description sucks! LOL! But I hope you give this fic a chance. Original pictures by May and GATEKTPS. I only own the plot and the poster. I don't own the character (belongs to Bitte...