"didn't you have a morning schedule?" Singto walked out of his room and stood at a distance from the couch.
"That's shifted to the evening now"
"Why are you watching the television so much today? Since the morning you have been stuck to that couch"
"This movie is interesting and I'm still not convinced that no channel has any news about yesterday"
"Maybe you're lucky?"
"Isn't being lucky this time a bit too sus?"
"Hm, it is. But let's let it be I guess?"
"You know what I'm thinking Prachaya? Let's wait for the live today probably people would mention 'something' there"
I hope they don't
"Hello? Prachaya? Where are you lost?"
"Uh- uh yeah, let's wait till then, I'll just get the lunch arranged?"
Krist nodded and Singto walked to the Kitchen.
"More than half of his day he spends in the kitchen and people call him the bodyguard" Krist tried hard to suppress his laugh and simply looked at the television to divert his mind off the topic.
"More like a full time helper? No no I shouldn't laugh oh god"
"Are you saying something!" Singto yelled from the kitchen.
"No I'm not!"
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Singto sat in his room again, listening to songs and thinking. But this time, not about anything but Krist. For how long was he supposed to do this job? He kept facing challenges everyday. Things he had never experienced. Not everyday does a man rub his crotch on his thighs.
What am I doing?
What am I even thinking?
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Krist has got to stop
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He stared at the wall infront analysing the photo frames that hung still in their positions.
