"Done?" Agustine asked when I came out of the restroom and then scanned me from head to toe.
I could only answer with a simple nod and look away—feeling a little lonely. I am now dressed in the clothes he lent me. It was a little big on me so I tucked the first hem inside the skirt and left the back part hanging down. We are a bit far from my former classmates who have continued to drink a while ago, so my attention is focused only on him.
"Are you mad?" he asked hoarsely and caught my eyes.
I swallowed slowly and shook my head for an answer.
How could I be angry with him when he was able to defend me in front of all of them?
"Why did you turn off your phone?" he asked softly.
I tried to clear my throat. "H-how did you know my whereabouts?" I asked—stuttering—instead of answering.
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