Chapter 39He turned on the light, making me see everything inside his room.
“Feel at home,” he casually tossed the motorbike key on the side table.
“Is this still your place?” I looked around.
The bed was small with only one pillow, as was the perforated cabinet. It had a few more clothes, including our university uniform. On the other side is another door. It looks like the bathroom. I even confirmed when he opened it. A white towel was taken from it.
“Here I sometimes stay,” he sparingly replies.
“What place is this?”
He just handed me the towel, without saying anything as an answer. Next headed to the cabinet to get two tshirts and shorts. One was thrown on the bed, and the other was presented to me.
“I’m sorry, this is the only dress I can lend you.”
“It’s okay … Thank you,” I
