Chocolate...?
Why in the world would I have chocolate?
I stared at Delilah and shook my head.
".....I don't."
"I see."
Delilah nodded her head with her usual impassive expression. However, for some reason, I could tell she was disappointed.
Call it intuition.
"How may I help you?"
I kept my cool and addressed her recently.
Surely she didn't come here in the middle of the night to visit me for the sake of it.
Looking around the room, Delilah sat down on one of my sofas and made herself comfortable.
"....."
I remained where I stood and quietly waited for her to say something. She eventually did speak, but the words that came out of her mouth stumped me.
"It's four times now."
"Yes?"
Four times...?
What was that supposed to mean?
She elaborated.
"It's four times now that you've found yourself in some sort of incident."
