My brain finally registered that Layla was typing to the girl and the girl was talking back. And they were talking about me,From Her Mouth to My Ears,My brain finally registered that Layla was typing to the girl and the girl was talking back. And they were talking about me.
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Iwas sitting on my bed studying for an exam. Layla was sitting on hers I presumed just beyond the partition meant to give us a semblance of privacy.
It was quiet on her side and I wasn’t paying much attention to anything around me struggling as I was to focus on my work.
Suddenly a loud voice jarred me from my deep concentration. It wasn’t Layla but it was coming from her side of the divide. Interestingly it sounded like someone on the other end of a Skype conversation but if it was that it was a one-sided exchange because I didn’t hear Layla. I suddenly became aware of a steady typing sound. Click click click.
“Is she obnoxious?” asked the voice.
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