70. Here

                                    

                                          
Kao
I scrubbed on my grey T-shirt forcefully as if there was no tomorrow one last time before I put it inside the rinsing tub together with the rest of the clothes that I've washed that evening.
It was Saturday and I didn't know who made  this rule that I had to be the one doing all these stupid chores while someone was having fun doing heaven knows what heaven knows where.
Actually, I know where he was, he's at the lobby in one of the function halls there for a meeting about research topics with some teachers from other university since early in the morning.
The same time I started being all Cinderella in the house and what do I get after this!?!
Nothing!
And I mean nothing!
If anything, I just get super tired and disappointed.
Why the hell am I even doing this!?!
I should have just  gone with Lia and Ngen clubbing tonight if only I'd know that this is how my life was going to be.
But no!
I was stupid thinking I'd be able to go home to the province today only for Pete to tell me that he had an emergency brunch meeting that had went over to late lunch and now it's almost time for preparing dinner and the guy still hasn't come back.
Nice.
I'm pretty much alone now.
I wondered what he was thinking when he invited me to stay in his room really.
I mean, it had been over a week since I moved in with him in his room  after he asked me and I didn't answer and he tricked me into agreeing with it just so he'd let me join our university pageant which had made me juggle with internship and practice-and nothing's change.
Not that I'm expecting anything.
The hell!
What would I even be expecting!?!
Okay, fine!
Maybe I'm expecting something but I don't know what. 
Or maybe I do but I just don't want to admit it.
Ugh!
Whatever!
All I'm trying to say is that although Pete wasn't as mean to me as he was before, he's not being anything more either.
Both our routine didn't change since I moved in his room.
After that night I decided not to bring all of my stuff in his room, Pete surprisingly helped me packing and moving for the next two nights that we could only growl in exhaustion as we hit the bed and sleep like dead with me waking up first the next morning and prepared breakfast while he did the next.
On the third night and the rest of the nights that followed, it's either I ended up sleeping with Pete still on his laptop checking and grading papers--why can't he do it at the university as we  interns? What does he do during his beak time anyway?--or him seemingly wanting to live in the bathroom-what does he even do in there that's taking up so long!?! 
Then the following morning I would wake up to an empty bed with him either in the shower or cooking and preparing for work.
I might as well just get back to my old room if this is the case!
Sure there would be no shirtless guy on a towel or worn out track pants walking about just shrugging at me if I tell him to cloth up but there would also be no one to wait up to which I think was much better because yes! Even if I didn't want anyone to know about this, I kind of was unconsciously waiting up on him which is really supper weird and embarrassing and idiotic for me.