Help Me

Suddenly, Alec phone rang and he noticed it's a call from Sarah. He rejected it and she called again. And he picked it up.

"Help me, my brother got caught by the police," she cried on the phone.

"How?" he asked.

"I don't know, he went to meet a buyer and suddenly the cop arrested him. I've been trying to reach you since yesterday," she cried and sobbed.

"What's wrong?" Luna asked.

"My friend got caught by the cop," Alec replied.

"Then what are you waiting for? I'll send you to the airport," she pushed him.

"Wait, are you going out looking like that?"

"Why not?" she asked as she saw her oversized tees and short shorts.

"Who's that?" Sarah asked.

"Just a friend," he answered and cut off the line. "And you, my lady, should've had a bit of fashion sense."

She rolled her eyes. "Are you trying to use me to push your friend's sister away?"

"Ah so you caught me," he grinned. "I've already booked my ticket and my flight is at…" he took his ticket print-out, "10 pm so, can you be my hostage till that time?"

"You are such an asshole," she sighed. "Alright, so are you going to help me build this laptop?"

"Sure, but help me build mine, too."

She rolled her eyes and comfortably slouched on the floor.

"Oh, here's the blueprint of my vape that you asked for," she sighed. "I can't always make it so you can do it if you want, but I'm going to sell this to my friend, too. If you don't mind, you can contact him and we can do a three-way partnership."

"Sure, I'll help him with technicality," he said. "So do you mind if you pretend to be my girl in front of Sarah?"

"I mind," she sighed, "don't wanna get entangled with a drama queen like her…."

"Alright, he smiled and helped her with the cable and stuff. But he realized that she looks sexier with these cables around her. It makes him want to tie her up and kiss her. But he knew that she didn't want that, and neither did he. But he realized it's impossible not to like her when she's so sexy, listening to her music and doing a little dance move as she works on. They've been working for hours till his stomach growled.

"What's for lunch?" he asked.

"Want to have something from the hawker center?"

"Any suggestions?"

"Omelet oyster? Fried Hokkian noodle? Grilled rays?"

"I'll take it all," he said happily.