𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎

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Unrevised chapter

May contain inappropriate language

Sorry for any spelling errors

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- I see, can you use Google?

- If you're not going to take it, I think you can.

- Hey, are you trying to insinuate something with that?

- No, it's nothing like that. - I say shaking my head and shaking my hands in negativity.

- Hey, calm down, I was just joking. - raises his hands in a sign of surrender.

- Sorry, I thought....

- No problem, everything is already here, what are we going to use?

- Yes.

- Okay, let's go then.

We started doing the work in silence, my part was a little complicated because every time I had a question I had to stop and research so I could continue the work, I'm already tired, I've never spent so much time studying or doing work without taking a break , I leave the pen I was using next to the sheet I was writing on and lean back on the sofa, as we were sitting on the floor, letting my body relax, even if just for a second.

- Are you well? - he says making me look at him.

- Yes I am.

- Let's take a break, my brain is frying.

- Okay, what time is it?

- It will be noon.

- Yes, time passed quickly. - after speaking we heard the door open.

The door opens revealing a woman about 5'1" with shoulder length dark hair. She takes off her shoes and leaves them at the entrance, so to speak.

- I'm here, son.

- Hi Mom.

- I brought a visitor today, who is the little one?

Small?

- He's Jimin, mom, he came to do a school project with me.

- Oh yes, how are you Jimin?

- Everything yes and how are you?

- I'm great, since we have visitors I'm going to make a nice lunch, you're going to have lunch with us, right?

- UE....

- I don't take no for an answer.

- OK..

- I'll go to the kitchen when I'm ready, I'll call.

- It's okay, mom.

She leaves, heading to the kitchen, leaving her things on the couch.

- She's quite talkative anyway.

- OK, no problem.

- Let's talk about something.

- About what?

- I don't know, random things like...hm, what's your favorite color?

- Black and blue and yours? - I say turning to him.

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