creeping

My friend likes to creep on me, but I usually notice because generally speaking, he’s not that stealthy (or I just happen to turn around every time he tries). I’ve been ruining his life for days because I keep happening to turn around when he’s in the middle of writing something to me on my window, or when I return to my room and am completely unfazed when I open my door and he’s standing behind it waiting to scare me.

M: Did I get you!?!? :D!
F: No, I kinda figured you’d be here.
M: (visibly deflated) How could you have known!?
F: Your door was open, so I thought you might be in here.
M: But how does that even–what do you do? Spy on me?
F: I just happened to notice when I went across the hall to the bathroom.
M: …I give up! Something’s just wrong with this.
F: I’m sorry I keep ruining your life. Do you want me to pretend to be scared? I can try that!
M: Yes. >:[ Do that next time.

He finally succeeded the other day! I completely didn’t notice this one until I went outside to refill my water bottle. :O

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About Farrah

A frugal, selectively antisocial Family Medicine resident physician with too many interests. Loves...God, family, friends, volunteering and helping others, making others happy, music (especially piano and singing), Tahitian/hula/salsa/pole dancing, aerial silks, learning, writing, cooking, eating, sleeping, lifting weights, playing SNES and DS, photography, editing, window-shopping, gymnastics, kickboxing, BJJ, finding great deals, pyrography, horseback riding, archery, frolicking in the great outdoors...making every moment count.

Posted on September 19, 2013, in Day by Day and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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