hmm...
love, love.. What should I do?I was staring blankly at the piece of paper he was holding. I could feel his gaze looking upon me. After the longest time, chunks of words started to hit me. Some of these words were tenant and renting. RIGHT! A new tenant that my mom said.. Well, I was much of a daydreamer and do not really listen to what I've been told especially with my mom. My ears would automatically switch off when it comes to my mom's nagging. Thus, gradually it would turn off to whatever she says now.
All of a sudden, a plan struck me. Either good or bad, it'll be up to him to decide. Therefore, I took out a piece of paper and jotted down different arrows pointing at different angles. The last few arrows I took down was the one back to the exact same spot. And just two other arrows that led to the way home. After I finished with some finishing touches, I handed over the paper and bid goodbye.
Why I did this? There was only one reason for this, I hated people who moved over to my house.
Well, all the best to him finding the house! I chuckled at my cheekiness and skipped my way home.
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