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Authoress' pov 👠
Marcus's mansion... 1:30am...
Marcus opens his door, he steps in with Matilda firmly held in his arms.
He bumps her head on the wall mistakenly, but instead of wincing in pain... Matilda starts laughing.
She woke up when they were already in the car....
Marcus was just a few poles away from his mansion then.
♪ I believe I can fly....♪
♪ I be-lie-ve tou-ch the sky.....♪
Marcus winces at her loud voice, he dumps her on a sofa and slumps onto another...he pants heavily.
He never knew a drunken lady will be as heavy as she is..or maybe she is naturally heavy.
♪ I think about it eve-ery ni-night and day.....♪
♪ Spread..my wi-ings and...fly...a-away....♪
He uses his hands to cover his ears and glares at her.
"Will please shut up!" He yelled at her.
Her singing is so annoying, she's been singing all the way here.
