"Oh right. uhh... I knocked on your door but you were sleeping... so I just walked in and took it. Sorrie~ I needed it desperately"
You shake your hands ahead as an 'it's completely fine', still replaying what he just said.
H-he came to my room last night...?
'I wasn't wearing a top' isn't the only conflict in your thoughts.
"You came into my room while I was sleeping?"
"Yeah sorryyy, I shouldn't have~ is there something wrong?"
You gulp.
"No... just..."
Keep it together hoe. You still don't know if it's him. Calm down.
"Uhhh... do you happen to know where my lyric notebook is? The black one"
That's the only thing you could come up with.
"I do actually! I saw it today this morning, somewhere in the living room."
"Right, thank you."
He nods, gives his genuine bright smile, hands you the charger, and strolls back to his room again. Leaving you there, bewildered and unaware of what exactly to feel.
It couldn't have been- shut it ass, if it was like that then it couldn't have been any of them. what is this...
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