MY YOUTH IS OURS EnglishVersion

keep in a pot

The only person to notice what happened now between me and Phi Rathavit was P'Manasaporn, who will play the role of Champ's best friend, Fing.

She smiles at us, sitting next to me.

I cover my mouth without controlling a yawn.

"Did your parents put ya to bed at the dog's house, Nong?"

-Tells the Phi that today has the day to mock my misfortune.

I try to respond with the lowest possible volume without taking my eyes off the directors P'New and P'Andy.

- I have low blood pressure. -I say close to his ear.

"Oh," he exclaims in a whisper as he tosses his head back. I'm waiting for the joke he's going to do with this. -You look pale. You want me to help ya get up for air? -wait! What did he say?

"I ..." I gleam at his face and realize what he really means it. –it's nothing. It'll pass when we take the a break and I can eat something.

We were silent attentively to the directors. By making sure they do not observe our whispering conversation, he speaks.

- It's gonna take a while. We just started here. -He pulls out his backpack he used to support his back against the wall and catches me discreetly. -Theres a pot with salt cake. It's ya lucky day!

I smiled as he handed it to me. -Go to the bathroom to eat.

-Don't you mind if I mess with your stuff?"

-No. -He shakes his head still smiling, -Bones of my ancestors I carry in the other backpack. -mentioning that, he opens his eyes, which are already naturally round, putting a vibe of terror then... another smile.

I don't know how is my reaction to this is. I "wai" holding the straps of his backpack between my palms and lift as quietly as I can, trying not to bump into anything. I'm really dizzy. Luckily the directors did not catch me leaving. I go to the bathroom outside the studio.

I wash my hands and look in Phi's backpack for the pot. I open it and the scent it removes makes my stomach grumble, but this time in anticipation. It's a really salty pie, just what I needed to "break the branch." So this is proof that he is older and mature? Only a person who has ever had a squeeze would think of a S.O.S. Famine kit, with napkins and even a thermos with iced tea, all delicious.

After killing what was killing me, I remember his joke. It is a striking feature of him the kind of macabre humor that, combined with the appearance of a child, makes him those people from whom we can expect the most absurd comment without ever being really prepared. I notice a notebook of Minicraft cover.

"Seriously, Phi?" I think aloud. It also has an aluminum case and the cell phone. He really trusted me and did not even remember to keep his own cell phone. What the fuck! Why am I tempted to fiddle with everything?

I'm already leaving, but in a random way, I reopen just to test a thing quickly. Errr ... yes the cell phone has a password, of course. I reseal and zip the zipper. Only when I go back to the room does it occur to me that I should have used the breach to urinate. He was too busy evaluating whether to stalk someone's pack, which was pathetic.

They're all laughing at something. It's not like they know what I (almost) did out there, but I feel mistrustful. Director Andy is imitating some comedian. Below to sit exactly where I was with an acted laughter. I really do not know what's going on there, but I'm going to laugh so I can participate. At this moment they are all dispersed in parallel conversations so the savior of my afternoon does not have to lower his voice so much to speak.

- You're flushed. If I did not know the reason I would say that you left to touch up the blush.

("What the fuck is that comment?") I wonder... But still... I'm laughing. Coming from someone with such an oily face, I'm surprised he knows the function of a blush.
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The afternoon went on. At night, Phi and I play online together. I hear a lot of people vibrate about games, but he's what they call Pro. In other words, he's called himself that way all the time "learn from dad, you noobs" "See what I did? Just like a pro! ".... Followed by some bad words when one of us misses. There are 4 people online, but his voice always excels.

After that I am the one displayed. Somehow, even focusing on the game, my mind always associates something that he speaks with what we have already talked about personally. So that's it, he's pro in games/acid humor, I'm a pro(fessional) in making strange mental links that serve no purpose.

Gradually, the others are leaving and there are only us.

-Hey, Nong! -He speaks in a tone of voice more to a normal person. Which means he exaggerates "masculinity" while playing and is heard by other boys. Okay, that kind of observation of mine is also completely nonsense.

-Tell me, old man! -Mocked.

-It's late, krap? You were weak today. You should be asleep by now. We have a workshop tomorrow.

- It's ... chai chai. -I agree. What could I say? He was right.

-So, see you tomorrow. And ...ya must have lunch tomorrow, ... Nong Noob!

We laughed.

-Hey, Phi, -I said before we stopped the transmission.

-hm ...
he waits for me to speak.

-Tell your Mæ̀ that her cooking saved a boy today from falling dead on the floor. Let my dear mother not listen, but Phi Rathavit's Mæ̀ has fairy hands.

What I said was not very funny, but P' is laughing deliciously on the other side of the line.

-Krapom. -He finally speaks. Phi's mother is aware. Good night, Nong.

-Good night P'

We got off-line at the same time. What a strange way he says

"she's aware."