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writetomyheart2020-05-20 02:14 am
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[team three] spaces, part ii
a continuation of this.
Fighting with Tay was not how New expected his morning to start.
Technically, they weren’t fighting, but they were supposed to be together for this entire trip. Except Tay had texted him half an hour before they were set to leave, saying that New should sit with his crew instead.
He had been ditched last-minute, Tay not even taking his bait with the incessant messages and missed calls.
“I don’t think glaring at your phone is gonna make him reply any faster,” Kay says, giving him a worried look. “Maybe he’s busy?”
“With what,” New huffs. He’s trying not to be pissed, because Kay is being a good friend right now and Luke even gave up his seat so New wouldn’t have to sulk alone while on the way to the resort, but Tay hadn’t even offered an excuse. His phone wasn’t turned off, either, which meant he was ignoring New on purpose.
They’d be on different teams this year again, so New thought it would be a good idea to approach Tay and talk now rather than at the venue, before all the presentation prep time rush started.
Tay was with Off, Arm, and Alice, hanging around one of the buses. They were taking squad photos, in their matching black shirts—all four of them were Team Mickey this year. New was about to walk over to them, but then Gun had appeared from a group of GMMTV staff and all but dragged Tay and Arm to the nearest bus, hurrying them in.
Annoyed, New walked back to where Luke and Kay were loitering, both much too awake for half past 7am. So much for that conversation, then.
hope all of you are safe in the midst of this pandemic.
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Fighting with Tay was not how New expected his morning to start.
Technically, they weren’t fighting, but they were supposed to be together for this entire trip. Except Tay had texted him half an hour before they were set to leave, saying that New should sit with his crew instead.
He had been ditched last-minute, Tay not even taking his bait with the incessant messages and missed calls.
“I don’t think glaring at your phone is gonna make him reply any faster,” Kay says, giving him a worried look. “Maybe he’s busy?”
“With what,” New huffs. He’s trying not to be pissed, because Kay is being a good friend right now and Luke even gave up his seat so New wouldn’t have to sulk alone while on the way to the resort, but Tay hadn’t even offered an excuse. His phone wasn’t turned off, either, which meant he was ignoring New on purpose.
They’d be on different teams this year again, so New thought it would be a good idea to approach Tay and talk now rather than at the venue, before all the presentation prep time rush started.
Tay was with Off, Arm, and Alice, hanging around one of the buses. They were taking squad photos, in their matching black shirts—all four of them were Team Mickey this year. New was about to walk over to them, but then Gun had appeared from a group of GMMTV staff and all but dragged Tay and Arm to the nearest bus, hurrying them in.
Annoyed, New walked back to where Luke and Kay were loitering, both much too awake for half past 7am. So much for that conversation, then.
hope all of you are safe in the midst of this pandemic.
You’re next,
faded_lace.