Kevin rolled over to the edge of the bed and sat up. He stared at the desk which had on it two silver platters that had contained some snacks and tea but were now empty.
"And why would you say that?" Kevin asked with his back facing Amy.
"Dad said you'll be tutoring me for a week, depending on how the aptitude test turns out on Friday. Is this true?" Amy crawled towards him and wrapped her arms around him from behind while resting her head on his broad back.
"Yes," He replied truthfully and added. "But if I can't do my job well, I see no reason why I should keep staying here."
"You're weird," Her hands tightened around him.
"Why's that?" Kevin asked with a chuckle.
