The Wig
What My Heart Tells Me To DoChapter 15: The Wig
|Narrator's Perspective|
"CL! How many times do we have to tell you, your conclusion makes absolutely no sense grammatically" Dara yelled.
Jiyong was lying down on CL's sofa skimming through T.V. channels while Dara helped CL with the essay. Initially, Jiyong was helping but he gave up halfway when the two had started arguing over the words 'there' and 'their'.
"Fine. I'll fix it" CL said and continued typing out her conclusion.
Since it was Jiyong's first time in CL's house, he couldn’t help but look around every now and then. Unlike Dara, she was much cleaner and had everything organized; nothing was out of place. However, this place still felt comfortable even though there was hardly any mess. He noticed picture frames and saw some images of what seemed like her parents as well as some pictures of her and Dara. CL had placed the image of her parents at the very back. He assumed that CL was still mad at her parents for leaving her.
It had been three hours and CL was finally done. CL is actually really smart in her classes and her writing structure is very good, but when it comes to grammar, she's not that great. "Finally!" she sighed as she leaned back against the sofa.
"Thank you so much Dara" CL told her.
"Hey! What about me?" Jiyong complained.
"You didn’t help at all! All you did was make fun of me!" CL retorted.
Dara watched as the two bickered at the end they both gave up.
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"What should we do now? Its 9:30 and its pretty dark outside" Dara noticed.
"I got it!" CL said. Dara glanced her way and immediately knew what CL's expression meant: scary movie time.
"CL Nooooo!" Dara complained.
"What do you have in mind?" Jiyong asked in confusion.
"Jiyong, we should go now. Let's leave CL!" Dara s
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