There was absolutely nothing suspicious about the university in the past few days, I didn't struggle too much with the lessons and the rush plates that the profs made me do. After the unexpected recitation, the teaching was purely related to architecture.
Saph and I didn't have time to talk so we chatted on Instagram and told her what happened. I smiled because she was okay.
lavriel: typing...
lavriel: I'm done telling my story, let's talk about him now, when did you know each other? Is that single? Maybe that's already taken, maybe it's just a love bomb.
I rolled my eyes because of her too many questions. Do I have to say this to her? Maybe he'll screenshot it and use it as my weakness. But of course, he'll not do such a thing.
keyunova: it's not like that.
I'm bad at explaining, it'll take us too many hours if we talk in chats.
I'm just kidding, of course, I'm just too lazy to reply.
lavriel: #tellmemore
keyunova: okay, let's talk on call.
