Setting the Timeline into Place
“So, Yukti… How are you feeling?” “Uh, nothing… It’s the same as ever. I’m a bit lightheaded though.” “Then, here, have some coffee.” “Huh? Is coffee okay to be offered to someone that hates caffeine intake like me?” “It’s decaffeinated, you moron.” “Ouch.” I dropped a chop at Yukti’s head. He flinched and touched the part where I chopped him and expressed it in words, in a nonchalant way. You always like to act cool, or you prefer to hide your feelings, binding them in. “Anyway, are the others here?” “Hmm? Yes. They’re still resting though. It’s still six o’clock in the morning just so you know.” Yukti pinched his nose and wanders his eyes around. After noticing the kid that’s sleeping soundly right next to him, his expression lightened up a bit, and turned his gaze back at me.
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