This had led to a spectacular pause between the two, one stunned into silence and the other waiting for a clever comeback. Moments later: "And how long did they la—" "Don't ask."
*
After a night's worth of deliberation and waiting up for Leroy's call supposedly after the latter was done with his night shift, the little genius had ended up falling asleep in the middle of his wait—waking to the soft chirping of birds outside his window and the truckload of sunshine slamming into his face upon the opening of his eyes.
A groggy second later, Vanilla was in a flurry of panic gathering his things and getting dressed while brushing his teeth before flying out of the door and zipping his way to the school gates. It was only after having made it to the morning assembly period that he finally checked his phone and saw the missed messages that were sent about four hours ago.
From: Just Let Me Impress You
Fuck
Sorry
I crashed after the shift
Slept till morning
Shit
Sorry
You waited?
He felt oddly relieved upon reading the texts and understanding the situation. In a way, Vanilla was glad that Leroy had broken his three-day late-night call streak by getting some good rest as soon as he was done with the day. And so he texted back as soon as the cohort was released from morning assembly and could finally make their way to respective first periods on their timetables. For the little genius, it was Marseille's culinary techniques—a whole level above Chef Lindy's fundamental knife skills and basic sautéing, stir-frying, and steaming back in the previous semester.
Alas, the most interesting and yet most challenging of classes.
He felt his phone buzz in his pocket just as he and Si Yin arrived at kitchen hall nine, filtering in alongside their classmates before heading for their respective stations. Chef Marseille had her back to the class up front behind the instructor's station, mapping out basic instructions on the whiteboard while everyone else took their places.
Chef Marseille's classes were mostly combined sessions—meaning, they were carried out in large rooms to fit two classes in the same period. 1B often had theirs paired with 1A. Otherwise known as Violet's class.
From: Just Let Me Impress You
What are you up to
"The school's model student? Using his phone in the middle of class?"
The little bean, far too distracted by the unexpected digital company of his personal idiot who'd usually, at a time like this, be bustling in the kitchen of some restaurant (he wasn't sure where, exactly, but he knew his hours at he very least), did not see Violet coming from behind.
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Romance[Sequel to Vanilla] Seven years later, childhood sweethearts Vanilla Julian White and Leroy Cox reunite in the City of London for an unlikely reason. The latter-once a burning flame unfazed by the wind-had, since a couple of years ago, left the heat...
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