An ordinary breakfast.
While having breakfast with my friend at Yakun, suddenly she slid the phone across the table.
“My sister sent me these messages. Take a read”
I hold the phone and read the message once, then again.
She picked up her coffee and stirred it even though the sugar had already dissolved.
The screen read "The pipe is leaking. You bloody pig!".
"Why don't you f**k her back!" I suggested to my friend.
"I did. I felt good for a while. And then I felt bad. I am not a monster. And I don't want to be a monster like her."
The waiter called out an order number. I left the table to collect the kaya butter toasted bread.
#micromemoirs
