And still counting.
Today, M had a presentation. Successful with flying colours. He was glad that he proved himself a lot more useful that he thought he will be with the vastly succesful project and presentation. With that, he took into a liking of wearing smart clothing and ties to University; seems like everyone looks at you when you are out of the ordinary.
In a good way.
The time was 4:00pm.
M was a little dissapointed when his friends could not go out to the city centre with him at dinner time. He stood by the bus station, and waited for her. A smooth cold breeze swept by, giving him chills.
5:00pm
She hasn't appeared. His chilling body accompanied with his dissapointed smile almost took its toll.
5:30pm
He stood up and left. Saw a fellow friend with the same birthday and decided to chat. Then she asked.
"Who are you waiting for?"
"Some...one. Maybe."
His friend pointed near the ATM machine thereafter.
"Is that her?"
He found her. At last.
"I can't come tonight...", a soft spoken voice came from her.
An overjoyed M slowed his pace down and opened a sunken smile. His heart ached then.
Back home, his friend suggested a closer restaurant.
She came along then.
And his day grew brighter. Again.
"How long will this last before it falls apart again?"
He pondered.
The bed seem like a viable option for now.
22.
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