"Yes, I'm back, so are you allowed to come here? How did you get here?"
I was taken aback and became dumbfounded. I feel a very cold breeze towards me that makes me froze from where I'm sitting. I feel so guilty.
He was silent for a while. I know he is mad and is just controlling himself. It was obvious in his tone when he speaks that he is disappointed in me. I know he was surprised that I did not follow what he had told me. I feel guilty about doing that.
I fiddled the script in front of the seat.
"Are you interested in this movie?"
There were many people around him; it was loud, his voice was low and soft, and as he spoke, the hot air blew gently against my ears.
I felt an itch in my ear, my back unconsciously stiffened downward, and I pretended to smile naturally.
"It's pretty g
