The kind of guy
I walked out of my bedroom towards the kitchen with my navy blue porcelain mug on my hand. 4.30 in the morning and I haven’t had much sleep. I got woken up by my blocked nose and there goes my 3 more hours to my 7 hours of sleep. The living room was filled with dead silence. Everyone was sound asleep while I’m the only one awake and my thoughts shifted to him. Am I really his kind of guy?
Nature is everything to me. Down-to-earth, I like to keep things simple. Nothing extravagant. I like being humble too. I always put others firsthand before myself, sometimes I love to do random stuffs to make people smile. mm, I suppose he likes someone whom dance? Haha, I don’t know.
A door opened and mother came out of her room. My strings of thoughts fell apart, I walked past her and heaved a sigh at her..
