When Chika had just arrived at her small, not ventilated renting room, she did not spare any second more to laze around. Instead, she quickly put her bag down on the bed as she sat there and took out her old phone from her pocket to tell Velina as soon as she sat on her bed.
Patiently, Chika typed one by one character with her two thumbs. After she typed a letter, she had to wait for a second or two until the phone was ready to type another letter. The cell phone was just too old, so it needed some time to function properly.
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.
The typing sound was the only music to her ear at the moment. She was so focused on typing, as to not making mistakes. Cause, it was simply a pain in the *as to have it redo even if she just type one wrong character.
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.
[Sis, this is Chika's number. I'm home now!]
