Chapter 8: No Chance Date

Zofi wiped traces of pizza sauce off Billie’s mouth. They spent the night airing out each other’s heartaches until he fell asleep on the couch without brushing his teeth. It moved her to smile seeing him messed up, a far cry from his usual self.

“Shoot, I slept with pizza sauce in my mouth,” Billie said after waking up and tasting the pizza sauce on his mouth.

“You're so gross,” Zofi began joking.

“Give me your phone,” Billie asked.

“My phone? Oh, you’re lucky, I forgot to take a photo of your helpless moment,” she said.

“C’mon, give it to me. I don’t trust you,” he said.

Zofi giggles more. She once took a photo of him in an awkward pose and showed it to others. He learned his lesson to be always careful.

“You’re invading my privacy,” she reminded her jokingly as she hands her phone to him

“Well, you can't blame me,” he said as he scrolls her phone.

“You’re running late,” she reminded him of the time.

“What's my breakfast?” he asked trying to start teasing her again.

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