"Hey," Angelo softly called as he entered her room. "Are you alright?" He looked concerned.
She had showered, changed and moisturized. She felt dead tired and was ready for bed. "Hi," she answered. Speaking felt tiring today too.
Angelo softly chuckled, "what is it? Tired already?" He said. Alexis then noticed that he was in his sweats as well. Angelo unlike others always wore a pair of cotton t-shirt and pyjamas to bed, comfort mattered to him. According to Agatha, one could never be more secured and Angelo had to be ready for a night attack as well.
"Yes. Drained." She got up and walked to the bed, getting under the covers, she got comfortable.
"That tough?" He asked lying opposite to her so that they were face to face.
"Very," she sighed. All she wanted to do now was to sleep. "I never expected myself to be so..so vengeful, you know. I was minding my own business and I was happy-"
