Hazel opened the door and found that Alex was standing outside her door. Seeing that he was holding a torchlight in his hand, Hazel stepped aside to let him in.
"Were you sleeping when the power trip?"
"No." Hazel shook her head. "I was thirsty and woke up a little earlier."
Alex stretched his hand to pull her closer. Then, without warning, he lowered his head to kiss the top of her head. "Were you scared?"
Hazel laughed. "I'm not a kid anymore. I'm not afraid of the thunder."
A faint smile appeared on his lips. Using the torchlight, Alex walked further into the house and headed over to the tall rack. After checking several drawers, Alex pulled out the portable emergency lamp that he had bought previously.
With just one click, the room brightened up a little bit.
