Sitting on the armchair, Alvin yawned for more than an hour looking at Anya who was sitting on the couch and working on her laptop without break. She had asked him to sleep but he was uneasy she might go out alone and fall into some trouble.
Alvin looked out of the window. It was already dark outside, the weather had changed drastically. The calm surface of the ocean was brewing in the storm, slowly changing the smooth sailing of the ship. In no time, the heavy raindrops started pelting against the glass window.
He turned to Anya who pressed her arms close to her body and her brows crumpled slowly due to the rain that dropped the temperature of the ship.
He stood up and grabbed the comforter. When he carefully draped the comforter around her, she silently cooperated lifting her laptop in one hand while typing in another. "Thank you." She thanked him without averting her gaze.
