In the morning, Su Xiang heard the faint rumbling of a train pass by. In the bed, she felt warm, toasty. She had cuddled against Su Chen's body unknowingly, though she didn't overthink about it as she slipped from the bed, yawning. He was still sleeping, so she entered the washroom, washing her face. She could change at the hospital, lending a fresh pair of scrubs. And now that she thought about it, how did Su Chen know where she was last night?
Su Xiang shook her head, going towards the kitchen, opening the fridge. There was nothing much to eat, so she picked up some eggs and spinach. Near the pantry, she found some ripe avocados and tomato and added it onto some toast.
Su Chen came down yawning, with his dark hair tousled; his pants hung loosely around his waist, lazily. Su Xiang casually passed him some food, as he sat down and ate.
"Thank you for letting me stay," she said to him.
