...
" ... Ai Kit "
" ... hmm ?"
" ... pass me that book. "
" ... thanks, I'm full ... "
" ... "
Wait...
" What did you ask, again?"
Ai Pha is sitting right across from me with a pencil pointing to his own forehead as if it was holding the weigh of the world.
Well, I guess a smart brain like his must weigh a ton...
" You should have some rest, Kit "
" I'm good... "
" My ass! You've been writting about the same topic over and over again! "
" Ow!"
Checks*
Shit...
And that's ai Beam for you...
" Why didn't you tell me before!?"
" Just pick your stuff and go, Kit! We are finishing this report by ourselves. You've done enough already."
" Ow "
Seriously...
"Don't you trust me?"
" You got that right!"
" Hey!"
Throws a pen*
I'm still up for some work, but it seems like my friends have already decided for me!
" We are serious, Kit"
... Fine.
" I guess... I'm leaving first, then."
" Hm!"
We are past the middle of the block, so work's been pilling up a lot lately, then we formed study groups to keep up with each subject. And because I'm so tired not only my poor sight has become even more poor, my whole body is aching from staying at the same position for too long.
" Don't forget to take your stupid phone with you, Kit!"
" Ow!"
" That Damn thing!"
My Phone? Why?
Touches the pocked*
" Ow! Where is it?"
" The hell I know!"
" Hey!"
" That damn thing kept distracting us when you left!"
" Ow! You could have just pick it for me!"
" The hell I could! "
" Why not?"
It wouldn't be the first time...
" Are you serious?"
Ai Beam turns to me, looking very stressed, then, he let go off his sheets, holds my face and forces me to stare at the large white table in front of us, that we have been using for weeks now.
" You tell me, Kit... "
A big HOW* was written all over his face.
" ...Okay, Okay. I got it! "
Taps*
Finding my precious phone in this mess is almost impossible. I got it.
Sighs*
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I've Fallen for Him (MingKit)
Romance"He's a Flirt. A tall, confident and narcissist flirt, who keeps getting on my nerves whenever we meet, and we keep meeting way too much... Just what the hell does this freshman really wants from me? Why do I feel so strange about it?"
