{ @chrischenyan }
She woke up disoriented. For some reason Tingting could not recall going to bed the night before. Unlike the slow and relaxed awakening she most often had, she felt drowsy and...sad? Without thinking she was already standing and making her way to her roommate’s door. Tingting swung Chen’s bedroom door open, not a hesitation in her step. She didn’t know why, but she felt that she had to check on him. There was an overwhelming feeling of something wrong. A feeling that she had done something wrong. They’d been distant for a while know, why was it dawning on her all of a sudden?
“Chen-弟!” Tingting called out as she entered the room. She finally stopped short, aware of her strange behaviour.














