"Nicklaus," Arissa called as she walked towards her bed, "You are here," she added as she climbed on her bed.
Nicklaus turned to her, though he hid it well, his face brightened up at her sight. Arissa raised her duvet to her waist as she just watched him, waiting for him to speak up.
Nicklaus meets her gaze before walking towards the bed, "The duvets?"
"In my closet," she answered with no plans of standing up, "You can go and get it, it's on my hammock chair," She gave him permission seeing he was waiting for one.
Nicklaus nodded, "Is something wrong?" he asked seating at the edge of her bed while he watched her with calm eyes and a passive expression.
Arissa was surprised by the question. Yes, something was wrong but how did he know about it and why did he seem to care?
Raising the duvet to her nose, she stared at him. What she's about to say now would make him mad. It would also hurt her.
