Third Person POV

Can just kept looking down at his phone, not really wanting to return Tin's calls because he was actually feeling nervous about the possibility of an angry outburst from Tin.

He jumped when his phone suddenly started ringing. It was an unknown caller. He did not pick it up, expecting it to be a telemarketer. He let it go through to his voicemail.

When he got a notification of a voicemail he tapped on it to listen.

"Hi, Can, it's me, P'Wan! I hope you don't mind that I got your number from Good. I just wanted to know if you wanted to come with me next week to our university fair. Our department is doing a fund raising event for our local orphans and the more tickets for the fair that we sell the more we will be able to help them. So when you get this message, would you please call me to let me know what you think? Okay? Thanks, Can, bye!"

Can wondered whether the university that P'Wan was going to was the same university that he and Good went to. If it was, that was no problem, but if it was another university, it would depend on how far it was from his house.

He was about to call her back to ask where she studied, and what department she belonged to when his phone started ringing again.

He jumped. It was Tin calling!

With a racing heart, he swiped his phone to receive the call.

"Cantaloupe?"

Shit, he could tell by the way he used his full name and by the tone of his voice that Tin was not happy at all.

"Yes, Tin," Can replied, in a nervous whisper.

"What were you doing in the mall today? Who was that girl that you stepped out with from the movie house?"

"Shit, Tin, do you have a drone flying over me, watching my every move?" Can started to get pissed at how Tin felt that he had to account for every minute and every hour that he did not spend with him.

"Just answer me, Cantaloupe," Tin said in a very cold voice.

"No!" exclaimed Can, "I refuse to answer until you tell me how you found out that I was at the mall this afternoon."

"I had sent Matt to buy me some menthol ointment from the pharmacy at the mall and he called me to ask what brand I wanted and from the glass window he saw you walking out of the movie theater walking hand in hand with a pretty girl. He saw you while he was still on the phone with me, that is why he mentioned it to me."

Okay now, that was a blatant lie, Can thought. He had not been walking hand in hand with P'Wan. Was Matt trying to put a wedge between him and Can? Was he making a revenge act for the punch that he got from Can in Tin's bathroom?

"Tell me the truth, Cantaloupe!!!" Tin's voice boomed in Can's ear, making him jump.

"He was lying," said Can, "I mean, he was exaggerating. Yes, I was with Good's sister, but I was not holding hands with her! Plus, I was not with her only, Good was with us as well."

"Oh, so it was a chaperoned date with Good's sister," said Tin coldly, "what's her name, by the way?"

"You're being ridiculous, Tin!" Can said angrily, "first of all, it was not a chaperoned date and second of all, I'm not telling you her name! What will you get out of knowing her name?"

"I will hunt her down and tell her to keep away from you!" Tin said before cutting the call abruptly.