18 ~ Blank Memories

"Can I spend the night with you?" Mirabel requested,

Alex tiredly stroked the nape of his neck.

From where on earth did she gather the courage to call him just to spill such nonsense? Was the indifferent attitude he was exhibiting towards her not enough to make her see that he literally did not give a fuck about her anymore?!

"Where are you, Mirabel? You sound like you are lying down," His voice reached out quite delicately,

"Just somewhere that I badly want to leave. Will you come pick me up?" She asked, again.

"Wherever you are, stay there! Don't expect me to come to you, and don't bother me either, it's late!" Alex nonchalantly poured out to her,

"H—Hold on! Don't dare you hang up on me!" Mirabel hissed loudly,

Alex groaned, "What now?!"

"If you are refusing to come pick me up now because it's late, then do it tomorrow morning," Mirabel divulged,

"Mirabel, I—" Alex tried to speak,