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They didn't sleep like the first night. In fact, Zephyr said he's sleeping on the couch. Christabella was a bit disappointed. During lunch, she asked him about yesterday night. He claimed that he was drunk. When she asked about what he said, he looked (maybe it was pretended to be) confused and asked, "Did I say something?"
"Never mind..." Christabella said, trying to change the topic.
"Okay..." Zephyr mumbled.
"Um... can I..." Christabella asked with a gesture saying that she wants to concentrate on her lunch.
"Oh. Right," Zephy said, but continued staring at her.
After a moment of silence, Christabella couldn't stand the fact that a pair of eyes was staring at her eating her food. She said, "What? Don't stare! It's rude! Haven't mommy taught you that?"
"Nothing..." he said, looking away.
After lunch, they spent the rest of the weekend together. Snuggling in their bed watching movies after movies. A movie marathon.
When evening came by, Zephyr's eyes began to feel heavy. He slept off. Christabella turned to him, wanting to ask him a question. But he was sleeping already. Oh gawd... he's sleeping... He looks so... so... Suddenly, she feels the urge to kiss him. She found herself leaning forward to kiss him...
No! I can't do this! This is absurd! I'm a girl! I CANNOT do this! She pulled herself away.
"Mmm..." Zephyr stirred in his sleep, then turned over.
Phew! No more temptation.
"Christabella... I..." he turned back and rested his arms on her. She was taken by surprise. She couldn't sit up. She couldn't move. She didn't want to wake him up either. So she laid there and let her eyes wander around her new room. She laid her eyes on the tv's remote control. She reached out and turned off the tv. After a few minutes, she drifted off too, enveloped in Zephyr's arms. Just like yesterday...
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After a few hours, they woke up for late dinner.
Maybe, after what happened yesterday and today will change the boring dinner routine...
Or maybe not.
Dinner was just as boring as sitting in front of a blank wall, listening and drooling, to teacher's lecture about history, history and history.
As usual, Zephyr was looking at his plate and playing with his food. How old is he? Still playing with his food! Hmph! Christabella thought in disapproval to herself, while Mr and Mrs Jonathan talked about their work.
Oh God! This is sooooo boring I can just sleep on my plate. Even the history book looks more appetising than this!
A few moments of silence later, Christabella finally found the odd courage to speak up, "Err... Zephyr?"
Zephyr looked up. Now, EVERYONE at the table was looking at her.
Oh great, now what???
"Yes?" Zephyr asked.
"Erm..." Christabella started, thinking what she was going to say. Mr and Mrs Jonathan looked on. Zephyr look boringly at her, waiting for her to say something.
Ah ha!
"Here you go! Eat some vege!" Christabella shoved some cabbage into his plate. It sounded really lame the second it left his lips, but she don't care.
"Oh! Thanks! You have some too," Zephyr shoved some weird looking vegetable on to her plate.
Yuck! What's this?
But she managed a smile and a weak 'thanks.'
"Are you okay Bel? You look sick..." Mrs Jonathan asked worriedly.
"Oh nothing. Just feeling a bit drowsy..." Christabella said.
"Oh, you should go get some rest after dinner perhaps?" Mrs Jonathan said.
Then everyone went back to their usual quiet dinner routine.
Zephyr was poking the lump as if it was threatening to jump into his mouth.
Oh well, I guess I'd have to get use to this... sigh...
Christabella went on to finish the weird thing Zephyr shoved into her plate.
WEINI
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