Fastening himself to the chair, Devin was looking at the girl who has been seriously jotting down on her notes for an hour as if she is preparing for the toughest exam in the world.
"Are you done?" Devin asked trying to peek into the book. He was curious about what sort of rule bombs she would drop. Judging by her crazy mind, he knew it would be no better.
"I told you not to peep until it is finished," Leena said and resumed her writing. After a long stretch of writing the rules, she exhaled loudly.
"I am done. Here are the rules for ten days. You have to follow it very strictly." Leena said handing over the notes.
"Is this called handwriting? It looks like a chicken scratch." Devin looked at the messy handwriting which was barely understandable even if he was trying to read it letter by letter. On top of it, she has scratched it vigorously in every line. Even preschool kids writing is at least legible.
