chapter 8
Could it be that I'm nervous? I haven't been this way In a while I wonder if you know They say keep waiting for the day Your heart knows it feels right I don't know a thing about you But I know I wanna give this a t ry "And then... what happened next?" Gap held his breath, all excited and hunched over while listening to the story I was telling him, without even continuing to eat his chicken and garlic rice. His eyes were wide like saucers. Meanwhile, I kept my head down. "What the hell...?" "Why did you hit the table? Your fork flew off!" "Don't make me beg as if it were a game of tug-of-war. I'm asking you: then what?" "Well... I got so scared when he kissed me and said that, that I pretended I was going to gag." "You son of a bitch, Jane!" "Don't insult me! I already know I messed up," I raised both hands, joining them as if asking for forgiveness. "In that moment..." ......