“I thought you were on break, why are you packing?”
Astrid exclaims as we enter my room that is now in a bit of a complete mess. Several clothes occupy my bed as a whole with a big luggage on the floor. There are some sandals, shoes, bags, hats, and some personal necessities. Aside from the luggage, there is also a separate bag placed on top of the couch which has my chargers and some gadgets.
“I am… that is why I am packing.” I said, going back to folding my shirts.
Astrid sat on the couch with her gaze on me and a brow raised. “With all these clothes, where are you exactly going?” She questions with so much curiosity in her tone.
I stop and look in front of me, hesitating to tell her. If I remember it right, I haven’t told her about the current situation Zach and I are in right now.
