Destined 遐想 - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Jun - The SLOW King

“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!” Ning screamed hysterically.

Jun who had been walking up the stairway to my hostel room was startled by the screams, thinking that something had happened, he immediately picked up his pace and dashed up the stairs.

“KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK…” He hammered on the door.

“What’s going on in there? Ning? Let me in! Open the door now! NING!”

The next thing he knew was the door opening and Ning dashing out of the room and hiding behind him.

“There’s…. there’s…. there’s… a roach flying around in the room…”

“*Sign* Why do girls always scream and shout at the slightest…”

Before he could complete his sentence, Ning had already shoved him into the room while she hid behind the door and peeked. That was Jun’s cue to get rid of the pest for her.

Only after the roach was finally squashed and its gooey remains disposed of in the trash, did Ning enter the room again. Jun plunked himself down onto the sofa and observed amusingly as Ning scattered around the room flipped covers and cupboard doors cautiously as if afraid that another roach might coming flying out and attack her in revenge of its dead counterpart.

“You know, you really should get someone with a strong heart to stick around here 24/7 to help you girls get rid of all these pests around here… With all that sudden high pitch shrieks, I don’t think anyone with faint hearted would be able to take it.”

Ning stopped in her tracks and gazed at Jun.

“That’s why my sis has Show rushing over whenever she sees a creepy crawly… As for my cous, she just basically runs out of the room, after fumigating the entire room with tons of insecticide, so that whatever it is will be devoid of any air of any kind and choke to death from those fumes.”

“Well... doesn’t Roy come over to save her from them? And what about you then?” Jun probed.

“You see my cous ain’t axactly the kinda gal that goes crying for help like a damsel in distress… She prefers to depend on herself most of the time. That is unless she can’t handle it on her own, then she calls in help. In my sis’ case and I, we have no qualms about going running for help. It’s just that....” Ning stopped in her sentence and looked meaningfully at Jun.

“What? It’s just that what?” Jun asked.

“Nothing…”

Jun scratched his head quizzically, puzzled by Ning’s hanging words.

You see he was always slow in response to anything, and I do mean anything. Jokes, questions, etc. He just never seemed to be in tuned with what was happening around him.

And regardless to say, he was also slow in detecting any form of attention or attraction from the female species.