CHAPTER 10

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Yoongi's POV

I woke up when my phone alarm clock vibrated, I hate the noise so I just prefer it vibrates instead. I pressed the snooze button and sat up still trying to stretch my arms and limbs. Then I glanced towards Angie's bed, she wasn't there but she was sleeping on her study table, her body was going to hurt real bad from the way she was sleeping. I stood up in attempt to wake her up. I walked to her study table, I Crouch down to have a closer look at her before I woke her up, she looks like an angel when she sleeps, with the morning sunlight reflecting on her face. I've never really seen her this face this close but now that I have a close look at her I can really see that she's really beautiful. Just looking at her made me feel strange, like my heart skipped a beat where is this coming from? I guess I still need a little more sleep so I can feel better.

I was distracted from my thoughts when her cellphone vibrated. It's not like I liked to invade people's privacy but my curiosity got the better of me so I just glanced at her phone.
It was a text message from the recipient "That woman" and it's says
"Folorunso, I hope you would give me the chance to explain and make it up to you. I'm sorry please make......"  I couldn't read any further cause the text just displayed on her lock screen, well it's better not to pry any further. Just as I was about to wake her up she raised her head from the table.
She yawned still trying to adjust her eyes to the environment, when are eyes landed on me she went on defence mode

"What are you doing here, so close to my study table?" She said with a frown.
Someone seems grumpy this morning
" Well, good morning too you too sweetie" I said with a smile
She still looked unconvinced with are eyebrows still raised
"I asked a question remember?" She said in a harsh tone.
"Someone decided that the table was a good place to sleep and as a responsible and caring roommate, I decided that it would be good if I wake up to sleep properly cause of your neck so well, you welcome" I replied

She seems to think about it and saw that I was right so she didn't come back with a rude remark.
"You are right, my neck hurts a bit, I can't believe I forgot to shut down my laptop. I was just exhausted" she said with a pout which I considered rather cute.

" Today's Saturday you can rest all you want and by the way I think you got a text" I assured her in case she forgot  and went back to my bed to sit.
I studied her expression has she looked at the text,her face dropped in to a frown, she immediately threw the phone on the bed and attempted to shut down her phone.
"What a great way to start the day" she mumbled under her breath

I wonder who the person was and why the text changed her mood. I think Folorunso is her native name or something.
"What is wrong?" I managed to ask
"Nothing" she snapped, she finally shut down the laptop and put it away.
She gained her composure and had guilt laced over her face.
"Look! I'm sorry I snapped at you. I should not have passed any aggression to you" she explained.
Well, I wasn't mad cause I do the same too, that's exactly what got us on a bad note at the beginning. She looked kind of cute with the look on her face

"Well it's okay, if you have anything that's bothering you, you can always share. We are roomies after all" I said with concern
She let out a sigh " thank you anyways"
I guess we aren't that close to be sharing secret just yet but I just wanted to let her know she can always share than bottling it up.
Changing the topic I asked
"So, what are you up to today?"
She seemed to think about the question a little before answering

"I don't have anything planned but I think I will just stay in the dorm today and have a me time" she replied sitting back on her bed and rubbing her neck, I knew it was going to hurt.
"That sounds boring, let's go out?" I suggested
She gave me an unimpressed look that said have I been speaking Spanish all this while?
"Okay, okay, what are you going to do here then?" I asked

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