In the night…
Sister: I have a bad news.
Me: About what?
Sister: About me! This is November… December… and in January I will be 27. Why does the time run so fast?
Me: HAH? Twenty seven? Ah, ya. Congratulation. So, can i say that you get a quarter life crisis syndrome? Ahahaha.
Sister: Stop laughing! Next year you will be twenty five!
Me: Me what? Oh yeah. Syit.
Sister: But hey, we enjoy our life!
Me: Ah..yaaa.. We’re just talking about number. Why so worry?!
Then we laugh together and finish our second dinner.😀