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“Wanna tell me about it?” He murmured softly, throwing his arm around my shoulders.
“I will go get something to eat.” Umber moved inside the house seeing the atmosphere getting serious.
I guessed she was still on with her theory, and had left to give us some privacy.
When I just shook my head, Zee sighed heavily, “I can understand. After all, it has not always been me, who solved your problems since the start of your life. Since you understood what problems were, it was not me, to whom you always came crying to and babbled your question bank on. It was...” Zee said almost reluctantly with a serene smile lingering on his face. His eyes on the neighbourhood house...the swing hottie, jackass’s house.
I wondered why.
“It was?” I prompted.
As if jerking out of something, he grinned, which looked forced,
“You, yourself.”
Before I could ponder much about his statement, Umber came back with a trey of food, halting our conversation.
We sat down on the grass in the backyard and gobbled on the yummy food she had brought.
All of a sudden, Umber spoke excitedly,
“Sani do you have a boyfriend?”
I chocked on the pizza, while Zee glared at me as if I was a certified criminal trespassing on his property.
I chose my words carefully,
“There are a few guys I'm friends with, who are very much boy the last I checked.”
“Why are you checking out boys?” Zee snapped at me.
“What’s his name?” Umber giggled.
Before I could answer, Zee said curtly, “She said plural.”
Umber argued,
“But there must be someone special she is all upside down about.”
Zee opened his mouth to flare back, while giving me a look of betrayal. I stopped them before he made me feel guilty for no reason.
“I'm not upset due to him.”
“So there is a ‘him’ among those 'friends.'” Umber did air quotes making me blurt out in annoyance,
“He keeps asking me for coffee or juice, or I don't know. Does it seem like I just eat all the time?! I love food, but c'mon! I'm not a cow!”
I widened my eyes warning them to dare not give me any crap about it, as they were both pressing their lips to stop from laughing.
“What’s his name?” Zee ruffled my hair as I slumped, resting my head against his knee, while Umber had her face propped on her palm, mischievously staring down at me as she munched on her pizza.
“I forgot.” I mumbled unable to face them.
Zee pulled my hand,
“Is that what you have been trying to say, your old problem of not being able to remember your classmates’ names?”
“My memory is just fine.” I said testily with my nose held high, while both of them chuckled.
