Colledge days 4/6

Weeks gone and Alicia was left sitted on an opaque chair. It was well polished with an outstanding brown deliquesce and Obama paint. The smooth surface was rather alluring and shinny. The chair has four slender but long legs which was crisscrossed by wontonly to gain a desired balance.

Alicia glanced aimlessly at her phone. She had sent Hezron a message and he was yet to respond. No he wasn't responding at all to her message. Alicia had seen that he had received the message but just wanted to snub it so she was feeling a bit unusual about his sudden silence. Everything he was doing nowadays it's like he's doing them purposely.

First of all, she had stopped seeing him and that's because he had stopped approaching her. She had gone earlier to his class with the aim of checking out if he was alright. She even went to his apartment, but every time she's met with the same excuse. Not once but every freaking time she goes, she gets the same reply:

"He's busy."

What on Earth is he underlyin