Chapter 16 Chapter-16

Few days later,

I came out of the bed, yawning. Jamie was lying on the sofa, with his face buried on the pillow.

"Morning" I called him.

"Morning" he answered without any enthusiasm.

I prepared coffee and smiled. I never described Jamie's features. He is not gay, like the films stereotypes, Nail polish, bleached hair, loves to wear women clothes, he does nothing like that.

He is a white man, same as my age, brown spiky hair, 5'6", blue eyes, generic nose, pink wide lips. He never liked beard, so he always likes to be shaved. He loves to wear jeans and shirts. He is the kindest person I've ever met. We met during our first year. He stood with me when I got ragged by my seniors. From that moment, our friendship started. Within a week, he was my best friend. He loves to flirt with everyone and loves to be loved. As he always says, if he is not into men, he would be my soulmate.