“Here’s to staying up till the sunrise,” she said, raising the bottle.
Raka clinked his glass against hers. “To the stories we’ll never tell anyone else.” “Here’s to staying up till the sunrise,” she
Kim leaned in, her breath warm against his ear. “It’s a joke we made on a private chat group. ‘Sange banget liat kim sampai pipis’—it’s just us teasing each other about how we get so excited over the smallest things. The ID is just a random number we use to keep the thread hidden from nosy eyes.” ” she said