Kit:
“How long have you been here?”
Kit swallowed, trying to find an excuse as to what he would tell his friend, but in the end, he decided to go with the truth. “Ever since you switched off your phone.”
Prem ran a hand through his hair nervously, messing it up even further. “So…like…ho-how did you even know I was here?”
“Woah, Prem, relax.” Kit held up his hands in surrender. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. I just heard your phone ringing when I called you and followed it here. It was all a coincidence, I swear.”
“Shia…” Prem swore, running a hand through his hair. From the way Kit could see, it looked like Prem hadn't been doing well lately. His usually tidy hair was a mess all because he kept running his hands through them. He also had dark bags under his eyes and if he wasn’t mistaken, Prem seems to have lost some weight as well.
“Prem…what’s wrong?” Kit asked hesitantly. “You know you can always talk to me, right?”
