'Hello'
She looked at her screen again to check if she's not dreaming.
Did he really send a direct message to her on Instagram?
She blinked her eyes one more time and looked at the screen again.
Yes, she wasn't dreaming.
It was really him who sent a direct message in IG. She has been stalking his account since 3 years ago and never thought that a day would come that he will send her a message. They never followed each others account too. She was just lucky that his account wasn't set to private so she could still peep on his newsfeed to check what he has been up to.
It has been 3 years that she was stalking his profile.
On the past 3 years....
He had travelled to different countries...
He had gone out to dinner with
different friends...
He seems to be living his life happier...
Happier even without her...
She looked at his message and started cursing him.
Hello?
She had been waiting for this moment that he would send her message for the past 3 years.
She had waited everyday until she stopped hoping.
She saw that he started typing another message again.
She could not understand why she has waited for his new message when she decided to just ignore him.
'How are you?'
Her mouth twitched.
He really has the guts to ask how she's been doing now?
Didn't he unfollow her in IG before?
Why would he be interested on what she had been up to?
She cursed him again.
'I've heard you've joined the Technology team. How did you find it? If you want to ask anything about it, just let me know. I can definitely share with you some tips ;)'
Share some tips?
Why? He sounded like he was concern on her welfare on her new team?
She mumbled some words and looked at his message with a disdain look.
Don't try to pretend that you care when you're not!
'Jeo?'
She took a deep breath before typing a message.
Wait...
Why was she replying to him?
Didn't she unfriend him on facebook, 3 years ago because he was a jerk?
Because she hates him?
Because he betrayed her?
But with just a simple hello and some insincere messages she started replying to his messages again as if nothing happened three years ago!
Ah Jennifer Edralin Ong!
You're crazy!
'I'm okay' She answered.
'Good. In case you need anything from me just let me know'
'Okay.'
So that's how their conversation ended. Simple.
Which was very far off on how they conversed with each other before.
They won't last a day without informing of how each other day was.
She has a lot of story.
He was always there to listen.
He has his story too.
She was there to listen too.
She put down her phone and then throw herself into her bed.
She crossed her hands and made them her pillow. She looked at the ceiling.
The paint was too vauge.
She remember she painted it that way after she lost her communication with Boj.
She decided to repaint the ceiling tomorrow.
Abstract.