James had taken the hairdryer with him, so Jane Sampson grabbed her mobile phone and climbed into bed. The bed in his dormitory was harder and smaller than the one at home, but because he slept there every night, the moment she lay down, she was surrounded by his scent.
However, there wasn't the slightest smell of smoke.
James didn't smoke in bed, and Jane knew that.
Half-lying on the bed, Jane glanced at James who had followed her and lay down too. Feeling a bit resentful, she chose not to speak to him but instead took her phone and messaged Nina Rice on WhatsAPP.
Are you done with work at this time? — James Black's wife.
Nina replied almost instantly.
I'm now at home, what's up? I saw your Moments, and girl, you've been quite bold, but I like it. — Mickey Mouse Eats No Rice.
I didn't want to talk about that, I wanted to complain to you about someone. — James Black's wife.
That 'someone,' you are referring to James Black, aren't you? — Mickey Mouse Eats No Rice.
