"good afternoon," calum greets, strumming an unfamiliar song on the bass guitar.
i wave at him and flash him a smile, "hey."
he sits down beside me on the piano chair, "are you better from yesterday?"
"yeah," i reply, "thanks."
"you're welcome." he smiles and continues strumming, "can i ask you a question?"
"you just did," he laughs.
"no, another question,"
"sure,"
he strums one last note before pulling his hands away from the guitar, "my birthday is tomorrow and i'm having a party friday and i want you to come."
"p-party?"
"well, not party, party. more like a get together. i'm inviting four friends from uni and i'd really like for you to come." calum pleads, "hey, you can even invite your boyfriend!"
"stop calling him my boyfriend!" i say.
he puts his hands up in defense, "sorry..."
i laugh, "and i'll think about it,"
"if you give me your number i can give you the address and directions," he says, wiggling his eyebrows.
"... are you flirting with me?"
he shrugs, "call it what you want,"
shaking my head, smiling, i reach out my hand, "give me your phone,"
he smiles back at me before fishing his phone out his pocket and handing it to me.
