I let out a yawn and rubbed my eyes before I sat up straight to see whatever Christian was doing. It was early in the morning, and as always, he was pulling weird stuff again.
“Hey, pervert!” I yelled at him and threw a pillow to his back. Christian froze up and looked at me with guilty eyes.
“Give me a good reason why you’re holding my bikini top and my bra.”
“That's because.” Christian stuttered. “W-well, you see—“
“Well?” I frowned. “Okay, you’ve got me.” Christian sighed. “I was looking for your size because I think your boobs shrunk.”
I burst out laughing and decided to ignore whatever he was doing. It was obvious it was because he planned on buying me some presents, so I decided to let it drop.
“What’s with the footsteps?” I asked Christian as I focused on the sound behind the closed door. “The nurses are leaving,” Christian explained. “We have no need for them anymore and they are moving away their equipment, so...”
The wrong question at the wrong time.
