Feston’s Point of View
Finally, the long wait is over. Class will start a few days from now and I can’t wait to see how a university looks like. I bet there are tons of ladies to mark. I will make sure I will mark as many as I can as soon as I enter the campus grounds.
“Feston, stop standing there and help us!” yelled by my ever grumpy brother, Harris. He glared at me as he put the box on the floor. I can see sweat streaming down his face. His clothes are also wet from his nonstop sweating. “Help us or just leave this f(u)ckin’ apartment. We don’t need you here!”
I teasingly grinned at him. I wanted to poke his cheeks but that would be very dangerous. Getting near him would only cause me trouble. “And that’s what you want, right?” I teased. “You want me gone in this apartment so you can
