Like Reading A Love Letter

Emma rolled her eyes at Xion's mysterious words.

"You must be joking," she grumbled. She then shrugged. "I still love my life and want to continue living, thank you very much. That's why I won't force you to tell me about your family."

"That is wise." Xion smiled. 

He actually felt baffled by Emma's nonchalance. She was really different from most girls he knew. Other girls would force him to tell them stuff and wouldn't take no for an answer, or they would feel offended. This girl, somehow, couldn't care less.

They finished their drinks in their glasses and then decided to rest.

"Don't you dare wake him up!" Emma threatened Xion as they stood up from the sofa and walked toward the door. "I want him to know what it's like to curl up and sleep on such a small couch. Very uncomfortable."

Xion burst out laughing when he saw how Emma could be so petty. Emma quickly ambushed the man and covered his mouth with both hands.