"Jaga. Blogspot," says Nina.

I'm at hers. Sleepover. Oh, Wafi, I miss you.

He called me at around two in the morning. He was at his friend's house. He couldn't sleep and he just had to call me. Then he asked me to transfer some credit (-.-)

Wafi: Karau kah suara ku?
Tira: Inda... Hot jua masih.
Wafi: Hahah. Hot? Kau pun hot.

Ahahah... !

I've found out that he quite... invincible...
He woke up at eight and plays futsal in the afternoon, and can still stay awake until after two.

And and he likes to... daydream x) I don't think I'd go into more details. Not now, at least. Nina is quite grossed out enough. Hahah.

Tira