awkward silence

The kid brushes his teeth.

The kid we all left out.

Both of us sat down.

Cheena pok and kantang kia.

The kid continues brushing.

Awkward silence. Occasionally broken by gurgling sounds.

I like this awkward silence.

Not the usual ones.

This one.

Exceptionally awkward.

Exceptionally comfortable.

The space in between 2 adults staring at 1 kid.

So huge, just like the difference in our personalities.

But i like it.

Must be the sound of brushing.

So therapeutic.

The sound that resonates in 2 minds.

The only thing that binds.

Brushing.

Friendship usually starts from nothing.

But for us, it starts from brushing.

Hello my brushing buddy.

I like the pink hue of the disclosing tablet.

(: