"Hello?" Cailly weakly greeted Lawrence and crossed her fingers. The thumping of her heart became aggressive and she could feel her breath destabilizing. She bit her nails on her thumb and stood straight beside the counter of the kitchen.
Lawrence: "Hey! Finally, were you sleeping? No… ah? Rym?" He greets excitedly but suddenly toning down realizing that it was not Yanarym who answered the phone.
"No, it's Cailly."
Lawrence: "Hey, Cailly? Where's Rym?" He asked, although she was expecting it, a sting of pain was shot on her chest when he didn't even ask for her welfare. They haven't talked for almost a year yet... Get your grip together Cai, he's your sister's boyfriend.
"She's asleep."
Lawrence: "...I see, is she tired?"
"I guess so, she's been swimming non-stop earlier."
Lawrence: "I understand, anyway, It's nice to talk with you again."
