Nim: ...
Sam: -he sits there awkwardly-
( i must go)
(Farewell friendo!)
hello >:D
Nim: Um...
Sam: sorry . . im not very talkative . . -he smiles nervously-
Nim: Oh-no, that's ok...
Sam: . . . Sooo . . how are you . . ?
Nim: U-um...I'm-good, I guess...?
Sam: kay ;w;
~awkward~
yes
i have no idea what else to type so uh . . LUNCH TIME!
the bell rings signalling lunch time. yes a bell for lunch.
Sam: -he flinches a bit not expecting it- oh-
