[Maybe...]
"I wanted to apologize too."
[Go ahead.]
She encouraged me with a smile, and here I thought she would accept my apology without hearing the word sorry.
"At first I didn't know why you were ignoring me, but today I realized. I shouldn't have told the weeping girl about your... engagement."
Damn the word left a bitter taste on my tongue!
[It's okay. You merely state the fact.]
She said simply but it feels like a slap to my face.
[Okay then good night!]
"Amy wait!"
[?]
I sat up, took a cushion and placed it on my lap.
"I have a question. When the girls accused you of being involved with me.. why didn't you-"
[Is that my cushion?]
She interrupted me.
"What?" I glanced at my favorite black velvet cushion and threw it away. "No, it's not."
[What you mean it's not! It's freaking mine! You stole it?]
"How dare you! You think I would steal something like this!"
[Shut up! A thief has no right to yell! It's mine give it back.]
"Too late! I've got quite used to it. I slept comfortably while hugging it. So that's a big NO from me."
In truth, I like the flowery scent coming from this soft thing, it smells like Amy.
[Hell with your comfort! Give it back!]
"Stop being petty! Alright!"
I yelled shamelessly and she gasped in fury.
[You stole it! Just admit it!]
"I didn't steal it, I just.... took it. And stop accusing me for thievery, you left it at the minor mansion, so here it is..."
[What do mean I left it there, you were the first to leave that house!]
Yeah right!
"My Pol boy took it with my stuff..I think."
[Don't you put the blame on brother Pol!]
"Stop arguing! You said we're good then why are acting like this."
[Fine! You didn't steal, it was a mistake. Now return it to it's actual owner.]
"I won't. Keepers, finders."
[You mean 'Finders.. keepers'?]
"Oh so you know? Good for you my smarty Amy! Sweet dreams ba-bye."
I hung up, grabbed the cushion and lay down while hugging it.
Ting!
I received a text.
"Petty millionaire."
It's billionaire, but I didn't reply to correct her.
Ting!
"Pervert thief."
My jaw dropped down on the cushion.
Ting! Ting!
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TANKHUN Fanfic | Mind Over Matter
Fanfiction"In a world full of ordinary, Be the Tankhun." A side story to Kinnporsche the novel. Because we can't get enough of Tankhun. Let me borrow the character of Tankhun, eldest son of Mafia family. **** What will happen when our Drama-King Tankhun goes...
109. The Midnight Mirage
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