Francheska locked the door of her room first before she picked up her phone from the desk. That was the first time Leon sent her a message again. She knows that Leon became busy with his work. Maybe Leon had finally found the free time or he already finished his work. Sitting on her bed, Francheska typed a reply for her friend.
(Leon! You're not busy?)
While waiting for his reply, Francheska closed the window since the cold wind is starting to enter her room. After a minute, Leon finally replied.
(No.)
Francheska raised a brow when she saw his reply. Why did it take him a minute just to reply to her a single word? But she still replied to his text.
(Hmm? Are you tired?)
(Why do you ask?)
(Usually, your text consists of a long paragraph before you say hello to me.)
(...Oh.)
(Are you really okay?)
Francheska is getting worried the more she exchanged text messages with Leon.
(I'm fine. Just a bit drunk.)
