MOTIVE
Photo credit: https://www.challies.com “Your friend, the tall one, someone I know likes him” He laughed. “Who?” They gathered in same office battling same purpose – Research. His supervisor was for some reason scarce to see; he often had to wait. The two friends habitually had their stay in one of their lecturer’s office. She was the one students often flocked around. She shared same office with his ‘scare’ lecturer. She smiled, processing how thoughtless she sounded. The words fell; may be to satisfy a dare. He probed further. This time, whole-heartedly. She laughed in return, trying to buy time for the best retort. Nothing happened. No words. No thoughts. Just blank. She turned to steal a look at her friend whose eyes now sent the expression of that painful act: betrayed! She had turned white or pale. I think pale. He could decipher who and what she meant. Perhaps, who and what they now meant but he needed clarity. He laughed to buy relaxation. He pitched his last prob