"Huh?" Mia awoke hearing a voice, alerted, she quickly raised her head and just when she noticed the figure opposite them awake. She shot off the bed, spun and landed a kick right on his chest. Not ending there, her hand reached into her overcoat and brought out her feather pen. As kicking the air, she swirled and landed right on the figure, her knees pining down both hands of his, with the feather pen positioned right above his face.
"Try anything funny and you'll be dead meat!" She snarled at him, the tip of the pen moving closer to his eyeball, making her threat clearer than with her words.
"It's you," Tham said, his gaze straight and without an ounce of fear.
"Soo cool." The gray-haired girl sat there admiring Mia, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Huh?" Mia turned to look at her, an eyebrow raised. "Who are you?"
"Mee?" She pointed her finger to her face, puzzled and shocked.
"Who else?" Mia sighed in disbelief.
