Year 4014 - R Inn -7:00am
When Lyn woke up and saw Rhys sleeping face beside her, the first thing she did was scream - causing him to wake up. The next thing she did was call him a pervert and hit him, Rhys, however, grabbed hold of her wrist, "Where's my thank you for keeping you warm all night?" Her cheeks grew hot at his words, but she continues to glare at him. Think Lyn, how did this situation come about?
No matter how much she thought back to yesterday, though. Nothing came to mind; Lyn immediately noted how there seemed to be a wincing pain in her head. She placed her hand over her head in confusion; why does her head hurt so much?
Rhys reached over and brushed his hand on her forehead, "Lay down, let me treat you."
Treat her? Lyn, however, didn't get a chance to say anymore, since Rhys forcibly made her lay down. She deeply sighed; she might as well along with it. What could be any worse than this situation?
