Best Of Luck

[The next day.]

"What do you think you are trying to do here?" 

The words were no louder than a whisper, yet they made Lillian jump in her spot. She hurriedly slammed the drawer shut before her eyes trailed off to the doorway. 

The door was pushed wide open. A familiar figure was standing at the entrance of the room, his towering height blocking off the light trying to invade the privacy of the girl who had been caught red-handed.

"Care to elaborate?" He spoke up once again as his fingers reached out to flick the switch on. 

"Ugh!" A groan left her pink lips as the blinding white light forced her to shut her eyes tight which were shielded by a pair of black rimmed glasses. "It's too bright." She mumbled under her breath as her hands tried to pry off the shades.