Two weeks after the incident...
I was walking peacefully down the path to the park,minding my own business, when I realized someone was after me, keeping to the shadows.
I turned sharply to see Vanessa walking her dog. As she is the acclaimed best friend of Castella, I tried to jump over those annoying thorny shrubs to avoid her and ended up with a couple of painful gifts but then she started calling my name. Drawing attention. Sign.
I ignored her and continued our hide-and-seek. After going in circles for quite some minutes, I stopped by the swing to catch my breath. As soon as I sat,my phone vibrated;
" Are you busy?"
"Who's this?"
"Guess."
"I hate guesswork, but I think you're a sixty something pervert." I chuckled softly.
"Gross,no. I might be quite perverted but I'm definitely not in my sixties. Hell,I'm barely twenty."
"Peter?"
"No."
"God?"
"Like he'll text you."
"I'm blocking you."
