ANNABELLE WAS BEGINNING to like his idea of an extraordinary date, and Somtoo could tell. Through Honor's influence and a cheap bribe, he had gotten keys to the neglected back doors of the Theatre Arts Department theatre, where the students usually did their plays, orchestra and also showed their short filmography projects on a wide white screen, using a projector connected to a laptop.
They had gone quickly and sneakily like the night cats to the auditorium from the orchestra instruments store and got around it and used the rusty small gate at the back which no one bothered to care for. Somtoo was at some point worried, and very nervous and Annabelle would have noticed and perhaps, teased him if she had seen how his hands shook when he was trying different keys on the gate; but she was s
