Just wrapped up the most mentally exhausting project that kept me from socializing, and now I feel like talking to ten people at once (i'm an introvert). So talk to me please?
Then his eyes bulged in disbelief as he stared at the girl. "You don't think I gulped down the key, do you?" His expression was a mix of shock and betrayal, as if he'd been accused of keeping the secret in his belly button lint
Once more, his forehead crinkled with the weight of suspicion thrust upon him. "Seriously, do you really think I have the spare time to stroll to the canteen amidst my chaotic schedule? If I'm munching on anything, it's likely paper charts and the flashdisk," he answered.
He frowned in confusion and scratching his head. "Actually that day, I was in a heated discussion with my music teacher at auditorium. I guess my friend got mixed up about where we were supposed to meet. That's why I picked him up there, maybe that's when you saw me."
