Chapter-15

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After my "story-telling" we decided to watch a movie but ended up arguing about which movie instead of actually watching one. That is what happens when three different individuals with totally different interests trying choose something. Well, Vito and I agreed on some but Khumtsa could not come aboard.

So we ended up playing mobile legends instead. I would say that it wasn't the best idea because i have a throbbing migraine and two very loud mammals in proximity much to my liking.

"No! What are you doing!?" Khumtsa groaned in his phone.

"I don't know! It's not listening to me!" Vito screams back.

"You're supposed to kill it!"

"I'm trying!"

"Why are you running away!?"

"Because I don't want to die!"

"You won't die if you kill them first!"

"I'm not a murderer!"

Kill me. Kill me now.

And then, out of the blue, Vito got a kill. Khumtsa looks at her for a brief moment, so do I, and we focus back to the game. But like all other times of victory, Vito leaves her phone on the couch and starts tapping us in turns.

"Did you see that? I killed one! Grace, did you see?"

"Yes I did. Now go kill some more." I replied back without looking up.

"Khumtsa did you see! I killed one!" She turns to him the same way she did with me.

"No! Yes!What are you doing! It's not over yet! Get back to your phone!"
He groans again, this time, in frustration.

Just as he finishes the last sentence, Vito's phone starts saying...

**You have been slayed**

And immediately afterwards,

**Your turret has been destroyed**
**Defeat!**

I look at Vito and she looks at Khumtsa.

"Did you see? I killed one." She says with a sheepish smile.

Khumtsa sighs and say, "Yes I did. That was not so bad for a first timer."

Vito sits back on the couch and looks at her phone.

"Grace, maybe we should head home." She says l, showing me the time on her screen. It's almost four.

Just asking was about to agree with her, Khumtsa's mother comes in from the kitchen.

When did she come back?

"Having fun?" She asks.

"Mom? When did you come?" Khumtsa asks, turning back to face her.

"And hour ago." She smiled back.

Vito and i look at each other and i noticed her cheeks and ears turning a tinge of red. I grin at her because i know she is embarrassed because she was shouting around and quarrelling with Khumtsa thinking that we were alone in the house. She catches my sly grin and softly glares at me, turning a darker shade of red by the minute.

Thank goodness I think more than i react.

"I've prepared dinner for all of us." Khumtsa's mother says as she turns to go back into the kitchen.

"Grace, Vito, you should stay for dinner." She concludes as she disappears into the kitchen.

"Um...aunty, we were just about to  head out. Maybe some other day." I said, but it was too low for her to hear.

When there was no reply, i look at Vito for help. She in turn looked at Khumtsa.

"Tell your mother that we're getting late." She whispered to him.

"Eh. Just stay. It's only dinner, not an engagement party." He replies back with a smirk at the end.

We were convincing him to tell his mother when there was a knock at the door.

"About time." He grinned at us as he got up to open it.
He walks in with Tiren and Rachel behind him.

"Wanna go for a walk?" He asks us, gesturing towards the kitchen with his eyes for a brief moment.

You're lucky I caught that.

"Sure." I said, getting up from my place

"With them?" Vito asks with a frown.

"Yes. With them." I replied as i held her hand and gently pulled her away to the door.

Happy thoughts... That used to be me beside him. Nope. Not helping.

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