68 Midnight Phone Call I

Yuliang was in the middle of marking an obnoxiously long, bone dry report when his phone began vibrating.

His face twisted in confusion.

Who the fuck was calling him at midnight?

Mina.

"What?" Yuliang snapped, scribbling in a red 68 on the front of the report.

There were a lot of signs indicating a lack of full understanding of the practical aspect throughout the paper. The only reason he'd even scored it so high despite it was because that the guy, Lachlan, was one of the few students that had actually bothered to even fucking do it.

"Yuliang, you're awake!"

"Yeah, I'm up marking shit."

"No, I mean you aren't in a coma anymore."

"Obviously. What's up, why are you calling so late, Mina?"

"Oh, it is late. I'm so sorry, I didn't realize!" She exclaimed. "I just saw your brother's Social update-"

Yuliang glared at the paper hard.

That idiot.

"-and the next thing I knew, I was calling you. How are you feeling, Yuliang? Everyone at the bakery's been really worried about you."

The tension on Yuliang's face softened the slightest, "I'm fine, Mina. Don't worry. I just needed some time to recover."

"Will you be coming back to work soon?"

Yuliang grunted, "Maybe. I'll talk to Norma about it."

"Oh, alright. Well, I'm really glad you're awake and well again, Yuliang. Hope I'll be seeing you at work soon to make sure in person, though. Have a good night."

"G'night."