I watched as a serious air fell onto everyone in the room. Those at the table sat up straighter while those along the walls were no longer leaning so casually. Everyone, it seemed, was holding their breath, waiting for the Major General's next words.
Well, everyone but us, that was. Chen Zi Han draped my favorite black fuzzy blanket over my lap as I brought out coffees for everyone. I was particularly happy with the mug I 'accidentally' poured my drink into. It read: 'Blood stains are red, ultraviolet lights are blue. I watch enough murder shows, they'll never find you.'
Taking a sip of my coffee and curling up in the chair beside Wang Chao, I finally felt like I was back to normal. I was not going to let this body dictate what I was feeling. Stretching my neck I took another sip and turned my attention to the ass at the head of the table who changed his tune in under 24 hours.
Surprising how that sometimes happens, wasn't it?
