Literature
Autor Helps
Fakir! Autor frowned and rolled his eyes. Fakir wasnt responding. He was just sitting on the windowsill of the library, staring out at the Academy grounds.
Autor approached Fakir and tried again, this time yelling in his ear.
FAKIR!
What?
Thats the third time in half an hour that youve spaced out, Autor scowled at him, then grinned wickedly and added, If you really love her that much, you should just tell her.
Autor didnt miss the slip in Fakirs expression, and couldnt help but grin wider as his friend looked down and muttered, I don