I always thought Mr R and Mr F were a close friends.
But it seems they aren't. Or maybe this is what they call, "mens' friendship"
It seem Mr R is someone who holds a grudge.
I wanted to organize another meet up so I can met with him. But I felt it would he awkward if it only involves the two of us.
So I asked Mr R to invite Mr F too. Or my other batchmate who literally lived behind his house.
But he rejected my idea.
I, for some reason, pitied Mr F. Because Mr R dislike his attitude, but Mr F did not know that. At the end, the might went apart without another person knows the reason.
And I, always be the one who listen to rants given by those two people. -.-
Or, in other words, I am the one who responsible to convey the messages??
Damn. I hate to get involve but in the same time, I felt uneasy.
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Anyhow, suddenly I thought about the moment when I ride the motorcycle with Mr R.
I have a thought to jokingly hug him. But I don't. Because it is too risky. And I am afraid he would know my intention.
Suddenly I realize that if I came out, people won't have a hard time to believe it.
Anyhow about the riding motorcycle moment
I thought of an innocent excuse.
I would get on the bike, them hug him. If he was acting weird, I would just said 'I am sorry' because this is how I did with my father and brother.
Sound naive and innocent?
I am not sure myself. My looks says the opposite. If only I was a cute innocent and hopeless girl....
But would be my heaven on earth if he just let me hug him?
What's more, I already thought that he likes to talk to me. As he told me that he don't like to talk to certain people because they have nothing to talk about. Muahahahahaha.
Well, it was the hormones and lust who did all the talking.
And I might assuming things, again.
Well not I at least should take care my self properly to be a
Although plastic surgery is the only way now. -.-
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