06.30 am...
Alexa has taken a shower and is neatly dressed in a gray knee-length dress combined with a yellowish-white top, polishing her face with light make-up and styling her hair with a braided tail where her hair is braided sideways.
"Melvin, aren't you coming to the office?" asked Alexa as she approached Melvin who was still sleeping in a white blanket, hugging a bolster. It looked so cute, made her squirm and kiss his cheek. Ah, it turns out the hate has disappeared somewhat.
"I'm not feeling well," Melvin said with his eyes closed.
"Is that true?" Alexa was so worried. She sat on the edge of the bed then put the back of her palm on Melvin's forehead. "You don't have a fever... How are you feeling?"
"Nausea ... dizzy ... I want a hot breakfast and soup, hot tea ... Looks good," said Melvin languidly opening his eyes.
