Behind the Scenes [Bad Buddy the Series], Chapter 3

 Behind the Scenes [Bad Buddy the Series], Chapter 3

   Pran l talk

   “Yes! I was going to say it a long time ago.”

   I began to stand still between the hands of people who had just unpacked the instant porridge from the sachet and poured hot water into a bowl. The person who was peeling a hard-boiled egg into his mouth raised his eyebrows and turned to look.

   “About?” His short question that didn't even make up a sentence made my eyebrows twitch.

   “Why are you presenting your face to my room so early in the morning? You didn't bother me enough last night. I'm not sure if I made a small merit this month or not, that's why I still have Samphwesi asking for merit in a row like this.”

   “I doubt you will make merit.”

   “How much karma you have to do is enough. By the way, do you have nothing to eat in your room, that's why you always plow my room?”

   “Today I have to send work this morning. She has to leave. We have bread crumbs but condensed milk is gone, I don't like to eat jam.”

   “This, must I know this?”

   “In case you had bought it for your room?”

   The sassy bastard still responded with an amused expression, His hand scooping the thick congee into his mouth. I frowned because I saw that there were still lumps of powder that had not yet been dissolved in the spoon.

   “You're so bad that you can't even heat up a packet of congee.”

   “Ah! You noticed me again. Are you interested in me?”

   “I pity you!”

   “Then you can take me to dinner.”

   “Probably not.”

   “It's just me, Young Master Pran, you can handle it.”

   “You're the only one, but you've got a really wide mouth and you can stuff a lot of food.”

   Seeing Napat still grinning nervously even when I was splashing cursing at me and felt tired

   Until each of me glanced from the other's face and bent down to stir the hot porridge in his own bowl before scooping it into his mouth.

   “How many times have I told you that you're done eating, let's wash.” Damn, got up to go to the bathroom for a moment and then got annoyed. “You just put it in the sink and the water won't open.”

   “You are a complainer! aside from my sister, it's you.”

   “So, you come and wash that porridge that has hardened on the bowl.”

   Napat smiles with his eyes closed instead of answering, the smile that I look at, I accidentally frown tightly every time.

   I had an irritating expression that was bully but made my hands twitch towards me. I gave up my intentions to speak to the ignorant man.

   And I turned my attention to a bowl littered with food stains. I don't know how he grew up to be so dirty.

   When he was home eating, he would burst out of the table as soon as he was full and when he was at the dormitory, his sister would take care of him.

   I squinted my eyes at the person who was still sitting, my eyes not blinking in annoyance. Seeing the hair that had been gathered up became even more irritating.

   Cut it to the end and you'll die. The eyes are not different from the human body.

   “If you frown often, you better be careful with your old face.”

   “You're the one who's not careful.”

   “You're going to compliment me on how young I look.”

   “You will die before you get old, you know that?”

   “Wicked mouth!”

   “Since you're done eating, you can throw your head away.”

   “Since we finished eating each other, then you chase after me? cruel”

   “Napat”

   I called his name even more intensely as the joking behind him kept playing.

   Ever since I'm not sure how bad he likes to talk; he keeps teasing me like this.

   And as if the other party knew that my mood was starting to spoil, he raised both hands to indicate that he had given up.

   His nervous smile still stuck in the corner of his mouth. Not once did I look at Napat's face and not see him smile like this.

   “So what time are you studying?”

   “Nine and a half, I'll be out soon.” I was a little hesitant to ask him back, but if I didn't ask, it would be difficult. “And you, what time is it? Will you be able to leave yet?”

   “It's ten o'clock, we'll be there soon.”

   “But I will leave and you need to go back to your room.”

   “I'm too lazy to unlock the keys. so, if you give the key to your room I'll lock it before I leave.”

   “What, I have to trust a shithead like you to stay in my room alone?”

   Knock knock

   Napat paused at the words that were about to come out of his mouth. Then we both turned towards the door after a momentary knock interrupted the conversation.

   “Who?”

   “Shhh,” I mumbled to silence him from making a sound, “Don't make a sound.”

   Having said that, I walked over to look at the cat's eyes at the door. After seeing Wayakorn standing, smiling, reaching for my pants pocket outside, I almost put my hands over my temples. Why did he come up today?

   “Pran, are you awake yet!” He didn't knock and there was a shout.

   I scratched my head, leaving a little bit of time until I replied, “Oh, you're done getting dressed, why are you here?”

   “I'm here to remind you to take the work files with you. I LINE'd you and you don't read, I call and you don't answer.”

   Shit! The charger is at the head of the bed.

   “Yes! Wait a second, I will come out.”

   He moaned from behind the door. So, I hurriedly turned around and prepared to go to pick up things to go to school.

   When I turned to see Napat sitting with a smile with his hand open for the key, I had to lift my index finger in anticipation.

   “I didn't do anything,” He whispered. “Your friend is the one who came.”

   “Don't talk too much and when I'm gone in less than ten minutes you go from my room.”

   “Khraaaap, I know.”

   “Know it and follow it.”

   “Now, give me the key.”

   I squinted my mouth in frustration when I had to hand over the key to it, and the other party took it once again with a hammering face.

   I stared at him before I hurriedly rushed in to collect the rolls of paper and flash drives, stuffed with my wallet and mobile phone casually into my pockets.

   Then I picked up my shoulder and stepped out of the bedroom.

   “I will go first, don't forget what I said just now.”

   “I know! Ten minutes away.”

   I scolded him without a sound and walked away from a corner that outside the room could see.

   After that I nervously took a deep breath. I soon opened the door to find Wai, who was standing in the same position, pickpocketing.

   “You are slow” As soon as our eyes met, Wayakorn immediately opened his mouth to complain.

   “Yes! I was getting dressed.”

   “You brought all your stuff, right?”

   “Yes, everything, let's go.”

   He nodded and walked towards the elevator. I grabbed the moment the other party turned to look back into the room.

   When I saw the wise man waving goodbye behind the sofa, I made him point his finger at the command once more before closing the door.

   And I followed my friend unnoticed.

   “How was it? You.”

   Kai greeted me as soon as he left the door of the professor's room, because it took so long to discuss the topic until now there is almost only my group left which was the last group on the building

   “Good.” I shrugged and jumped up and sat on the glass table next to the other. “The professor didn't interrupt me. He told me to do more research, man.”

   “'My professor asked me to do more SWOT analysis.

   “Oh! Didn't you find it last time?”

   “I did find it! But that Auntie told me my analysis was too shallow.” He replied and while scowled. I sat wrapped around my shoulders in exhaustion until I laughed. Before he could complain any further, Golf walked out and his face was not different from Kai at all.

   “What is your face, Golf?”

   Golfin raised an eyebrow at me once and leaned against a nearby chair. “Last time, the damn professor still told me my topic was interesting. Today, she has a feeling of dissatisfaction with it, and does she think it's entertaining?”

   “Chanpen?” Kai asked.

   “Yeah! She was happy to advise me and she's bipolar every three days.”

   “So, what, did you fall off the topic?” When asked, I thought I was extremely fortunate to have a stable emotional advisor. My professor did not jump up and down suddenly for no reason. Talking around for a while that it's good and then coming to the conclusion again, getting knocked down is not fun at all.

   “I don't know. I was brought in for a case study first. Have you passed? Pran.”

   If I were to say no, it would be a lie, but if I honestly admit it, I'll look confident, “In a couple days, I will start modeling?”

   “Shit, I really envy your brain.” A groan rang out from the friend beside him. Kai leaned back against the board and looked up at the ceiling with a mournful expression, “Wait! I want to cut off your brain lump and come eat it.”

   I laughed, “So when is Wai coming out?”

   Golf sighed, “It's going to be a while, Chanpen is talking to someone for a very long time. He continued next to me.”

   “It's been a long time.”

   “Yes! He whispered to me to invite you to go to the liquor store behind the university. Today he will drink till he sleeps on the floor.”

   “Drink your mind again, idiot.”

   I was just saying that but we haven't been drinking alcohol for almost a month, because after the semester break, it's overflowing with work.

   You have to do all the information for submitting the professor's topic and the Architecture Degree in our university is a four year degree program. We graduate faster than some places in one year earlier, but the work is harder than anything.

   It's like some courses are condensed, their duration is shorter but packed with content and there's a lot of stuff in your head.

   Some are useful, some are not. But even then, everything was graded as a grade. It affects the total score of all credits anyway.

   Since the start of the fourth year, we sighed so often that our noses almost flew to the ground. We had a headache every day.

   Aside from the never-ending fights, the thesis is also similar. Almost each time we finished discussing the topic with the professor, we would drop our heads down to the ground and put feet on the forehead

   It hurts more than the wound that was hit than when the consultant kicks down a project...

   “Hey Fuck! Bottoms up and drink!”

   Gang!

   “What are you drinking for?”

   “Drink to the crappiness of my thesis! Damn”

   Wayakorn replied to Golf's question after shouting loudly at the shop and raising the glass with a loud bang.

   I was afraid that the fucker would break my hand many times. until I was annoyed, he stopped being crazy, raising the glass after the last time

   “What a frustration! I haven't passed yet.” The person, the same adviser, complained, and drank the glass of liquor.

   “I'd like to change advisors right now! Shit, the headache is gone. we talk to each other; it will never be the same as before.” The person's eyes started to turn red even though the next fucker followed. But they pushed so fast that the alcohol in the blood surged several days to the table. “I want your mentor, Pran.”

   “Who used it to give you bad luck?” When talking about picking up the advisory label at the beginning of the semester and smiling. When these two got 'Prof Chanpen' as their advisor, Golf and Wai almost flopped to the ground with both of them in joy.

   “Not bad, let me know. At least Kai's Professor is good, this is the worst.”

   “But now I think there's more to it than that,” Kai said in a calm tone. When he turned to look, he saw him furrowing his brows to the other side. He moved his gaze and almost stood up.

   The Pat gang walked into the shop and accidentally met their eyes. That party lifted a smile on the corner of his mouth and sent a kiss to him in a way that disturbed the organs below.

   When I thought of the shithead's usual smile that couldn't cook the porridge that morning and I just grabbed my temples.

   In conclusion, this faculty class must have the same ethnicity or not?

   “I'm in a bad mood, seeing that bastards face the pressure will rise,” Wayakorn muttered in his throat as his hands were still busy mixing up the booze.

   “Cmon,” I moaned in disbelief. “So they are, lets drink ours don't mind them.”

   “Well, if they don't mess with us first.” Wai said cacophony, he was really upset today.

   Made me so nervous that I had to look towards Pat. How can you help me control his friends? Don't let the beast in your mouth come out and run right now.

   I'm too lazy to treat more wounds.

   “Oh, what a bastard!”

   I cursed in frustration as I lay down on the sofa and felt a sharp pain near the corner of my mouth.

   Damn, it's not wrong to think that in the end, we can't stop each other. When they meet face to face and are in the same territory, they do not have to fight every time.

   A foul-mouthed bastard who always teases and teases, is more than the fuel that keeps piling into the fire.

   'Let's just drink and drink, aren't you lonely?

   'Will you guys go and drink too?

   'Or if you're bored, you can pour liquor for big brother, junior.'

   'I really want to know if besides being pretty 'Architecture will be cool, if we fuck them do you think it will be cool too?'

   Many sentences ejected into our ears without interruption and especially when Wai was in the final mood like that.

   When it gets hit a little bit, it rises faster than usual. It was only when a bottle of liquor slammed into the middle of the opponent's table.

   Knock

   I sniffed out my nose when I heard the sound of tongue and palate clicking from outside the room.

   The same voice that didn't have to guess was enough to know who did it, and my brows furrowed even harder as I got up and my temples hurt.

   The punch combined with the power of the booze made me unable to sit up. I had no energy to argue with a rude mouth in front of the room.

   Knock

   For fuck’s sake! annoying!

   Pang Pang!

   “What the fuck again?”

   I asked even though I hadn't even looked at his face, but when the door opened, I had to stop.

   When I saw the head of a dog-mouthed engineer at a tavern an hour ago standing in front of my door holding a huge pillow and a rotten rabbit doll.

   “What do you want?” until he had to repeat the question again with suspicion.

   “Pa, she won't let me into the room.”

   “So?”

   “Because you gave me more wounds.”

   “So, you didn't give me wounds? Who started, don't let me talk.”

   “I'm not! I wasn't the one who started anything.”

   “And who was the dog barking at?”

   “Korn was the one who started.”

   “Go far, if your sister will not let you enter the room, go sleep in front of the door.”

   “You did me, you are responsible.”

   “I fucking what?”

   “Let me sleep with you.”

   “You fuck what?”

   I furrowed my brows and cursed out a short but complete sentence. The buffalo-sized man was standing childishly holding a doll, still standing motionless.

   You see, if there's anything that needs to be wiggled first, it's probably the bottom of my hair.

   “Goodbye!”

   I said as I reached out to grab the knob, preparing to pull the door shut.

   But the sun-drenched arms opened so quickly that the pillow clamped beside him almost fell to the ground. Good that he could use his knee to block the catch before it hit the ground.

   “What else is wrong with you?”

   “There are lots of mosquitoes outside.”

   “Drink the mosquito repellent and go to sleep.”

   “Mosquito repellent now also has edible form?” The other party pretended to be surprised. The symptom that made me roll my eyes up and down to the number eight

   “I'm not in the mood to play your rude tongue too.”

   “Which? we haven't been able to play yet.”

   “Fuck off!”

   “You're just standing there cursing at me.” Where else are you going to make your eyes like this? “Do you want your friend to come by and see me standing holding a pillow and begging you like your husband was forbidden from entering the room like this?”

   “Damn…!”

   “Shhhh.” He shook his head, making a squealing noise as I prepared to shout, “It's late at night.

   Then he used the moment that I was standing stiffly and quickly inserted into the room. When I turned to look again, that cheeky person was sitting comfortably on the sofa.

   “If you want to sleep, go to sleep. I don't have blankets. But you wouldn't freeze to death, thick skin.”

   “I can use the same sheets as you.”

   “Are you dreaming?”

   “We can sleep in the same bed, I don't mind.”

   “But I squirm when I sleep”

   “Just put it down.”

   “I'll throw it in your face instead.”

   Napat laughed emotionlessly, reaching out to pick up the remote to turn on the television without asking. He was acting like he was in his own room, wondering who this sassy was.

   “Go take a shower! I can stay here, don't worry.”

   I seriously rolled my eyes again when the person in front of me was no longer conscious or considerate.

   I looked at the kid with a dirty doll that I assumed in my heart that it has never been hit with water and was still standing in front of the detergent.

   I can't even remember when he started waking up to me instead of cursing my father every time we looked each other in the eye.

   Napat is a man who, if I shake off all his habits, I can't deny that he would become a woman's eye.

   He has a playful demeanor, smiling face, looking sociable, he's not bad, but enough to get annoyed and lazy.

   Besides speaking, they don't know what to put together. He became a creature that I didn't even want to kick.

   Even though we hate each other but we grew up together, we cuss at each other but we haven't gone anywhere, we fight each other but, in the end, we sit and let me heal the wounds for each other

   To say that he and I have been a couple in the past life… would not be too false.

   TBC

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