Tutah's POV
Walking out of the coffee shop, I felt so much lighter than when I had stepped in. Before I had gone in, I had watched them through the window, wondering where they would have been if I hadn't butted in two years ago. Even though they are not dating and hadn't seen each other one on one in years, they are still a couple. Their mannerisms are that of a couple. Anyone seeing them would believe they are together and have been for years. They are the only ones who don't see it. But I was the reason they aren't, and I, I hope that changes now. Why didn't I do this years ago? Live and learn, I guess.
Hearing a text notification, I pull out my phone and see that my favorite idiot has messaged me, and I smile.
The Bright One: Where the fvck r u?
The Fabulous One: OUT!
The Bright One: No shit tutah! Where?
The Fabulous One: ...
The Bright One: ...
The Fabulous One: ...
The Bright One: ...
The Fabulous One: Bright!!
The Bright One: what you started it. Just get your ass here
The Fabulous One: where asshole
do you think I am a mind reader
The Bright One: what am i thinking now
The Fabulous One: even if I could read minds yours
would be a waste just tell me where asshole
The Bright One: bar
The Fabulous One: Funny ...
The Bright One: IKR
The Fabulous One: BRIGHT!
The Bright One: Kan Khrang Nueng
The Bright One: tutah?
The Bright One: Tutah? TUTAH!!
The Bright One: TUTAH!!!!!!!!!!
The Fabulous One: WTF
The Bright One: https://youtu.be/vdX_OBUeHb4
The Fabulous One: I HATE YOU!
I should never walk, and text is the thought that crosses my mind when I find myself falling backward and landing on my ass after running into a wall.
"Fvck!" I groan as I rub my butt, "That fvcking hurts." Why in the hell was there a wall in the middle of the damn sidewalk?
"You ok?" a voice says as a hand comes into my line of sight. I wave off the hand and stand on my own.
"I am fine," I mumble as I dust off my pants.
"Are you sure? I heard you say it hurts," the voice says.
"Thanks for asking, but I am ok," I finally look at the owner of the voice and hand. Holy hottie!
"Well, it was my fault," the guy says with a smile, "I stopped right in front of you." His phone goes off in his hand, and he frowns at it. "Are you sure you are ok?"
I nod. Talk Tutah! Use your words.
His phone goes off again, "I got to go. They are going to keep calling me until I show up. Sorry again." He smiles before he turns and walks away, answering his phone.
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#SOTUS Continued: Book One A PremWad Tale
FanfictionArthit, Knott, Prem, Tutah, and Bright are in their Third year and known as the crazy engineering gang to their classmates. They are also the Red Jacket Hazers. Kongpop, Tew, Wad, Oak, and Aim are First Years who are about to face the Crazy Hazers...
