Ryan’s POV
In my deep sleep, I heard my phone ringing.
‘Who the hell is calling at this hour?!’
I picked up my phone from the side and answered the call.
“Who the f*ck is this? I am still dreaming about chocolate and…”
[“Don’t tell me you forgot our date today, Miss Mcguffin?”]
My eyes flung wide open. I sat up, checked my phone screen and saw “Slyvester’s name”.
‘Oh sh*t.’
“Slyvester! I am sorry. Am I late, I will…” I stopped talking when I saw the time from the clock on my table.
‘It’s 5 a.m.’
“Slyvester, it’s 5 a.m.”
[“Yup. And the first course on our date will start at 5 a.m. I will be waiting for you outside the boarding house. See ya!”]
Tut tut tut…
“That damn man is crazy.”
I prepared myself in haste. And look what I found when I looked in the mirror! I have a pimple on my left cheek!
“What the hell!”
Pimple really knows when to appear. The rule was to appear on the most special day. Darn it.
