(Deepu's VOC)
"Dued what's up?" I asked him as soon as I stepped into his apartment. I wonder what devil is wrong with him but he gave me a spare key to his appartment which is very surprising to me.
"Sealing probably and if could go beyond that, then I think the sky." He answered draining his whiskey. His sense of humor Sucks. I wonder how I'm coping up with him?
"Did I ever tell you that your humor sense sucks" He glared at me and I chuckled at that. He look too funny when he does that but I try to give him the satisfaction that it works on me. He shook his head and drainted another glass of whiskey.
"Go slow there, it's whiskey, not water." He rolled his eyes and ignored me like always.
"Stressful day?" I asked and he nodded.
"That should be me to say ra! I'm in this s**t just bec
