"I refuse to go to sleep until you give me a pinky promise," Rosey vowed, pushing her hands back out with her pinky finger now extended right in front of Theovin's face.
Her eyes held a determined expression, daring him to make the vow.
Just as the tension between them reached its peak, there was a sudden click from the door behind them.
However, neither of them paid it any heed, as they were too preoccupied with locked gazes, wondering who would back down first. The room fell silent once again.
Theovin heaved a deep sigh, seeing that Rosey was serious and not willing to back down.
He knew that giving in to her demand was the only way to ease the situation.
"Okay," Theovin said, extending his hand. "What do I do for the Pinky promise?"
"What!" Rosey exclaimed in disbelief. "You don't know what a pinky promise is?"
"No," Theovin replied in a clipped tone.
