Hey, ami. I've more time to talk to you again so here I am, yo.
If you had eyes, ears and a nose, you'd probably see the on-going drama at the TV and smell my cold Pork Steak for dinner. You'd probably hear a voice from where my sister is, but really, that voice is probably coming from one of her friends over the phone. If you could feel, then you'd probably feel as cold as all four of us are, all in blankets, jackets and little socks 'coz no one dares to talk.
It's 8:33 PM and it's getting boring as the clock ticks. I've sent a message to my friend, Charmaine who's on her way home and still hasn't replied yet. And hey, I said ‘probably’ five times.
Everything feels all right. For the meantime I guess.
Laurent
4 comments:
As in nobody wants to start a conversation between your family? That's how cold it is?
Yeap. Everyone's busy with themselves as well as I do.
Oh, I see. Well, sometimes we're also like that.
I'm used to it already but there's something strange about it tonight. I just don't know what it is in particular.
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