behind the phone
Speech after speech, and Kay finds himself snoozing. He isn’t here to listen nor talk, he’s just here because he’s part of the photography club and it’s kind of their duty to document events-- not that Kay is complaining. He’s bored, so he starts finding something to ease his boredom away.
{hext -> seren (unknown) } are you here?
he sends away, but he has no intention to find his friend in person.
He sighs, the sun is streaming and it’s a little too warm for him to handle. So, slipping his phone in his pocket he walks, pulling his camera up to take a few photos. All of a sudden, he feels a soft thud against something or someone.
“Oh, sorry” he murmurs.










