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Chapter 34

Okay. 

Here I am once again. 

Day 2

Wanwan's POV

I woke up this morning, feeling like my normal self. I got out of bed and walked out the bedroom door, letting my feet lead me to the bathroom. 

Ten steps forward, turn right.

That was my feet's pattern for getting to the bathroom. 

And when I found myself face to face with a wall, I knew that I had forgotten something, something that I shouldn't forget unless I'm over forty. 

I was at Natalia's place, right. 

I backtracked my way to the bedroom, where I last saw a toilet, and went in to do my business, which is none of yours. 

After that, I decided to take a shower. 

But there was one problem, I need to find the wardrobe. 

After running around the entire luxury apartment, I have concluded that Natalia lacks a wardrobe. 

Why, you may ask. 

Dirty clothes were all stashed into a basket (good habit of yours Natalia,) while all the clean ones were left in a luggage. 

I pulled out something from inside the suitcase, hoping with all of my life that there wouldn't be a dead body inside. 

Indeed there wasn't, good. Very good. 

I tugged out a black t-shirt with some long denim jeans, and a set of underwear. 

Jeez, this is a large body. 

I'm not very used to pulling up pants so high up my legs, which aren't even mine to begin with. 

Wait. 

Does that mean I can eat to my fill and not grow fat? If that's so, then splendid! If not, then eh. 

Now I need to shower, go away. 

Ling's POV

I woke up with a start after that awful nightmare, that nightmare which I can only vaguely remember. A nightmare which ended with me dying on a yellowish dirt ground after hitting my head hard on a rock. 

Ouch. 

I cleansed the sweat off my forehead with my hand and hopped off my bed to find the bathroom. 

Time check, nine in the morning. 

After showering and whatnot, I flew out of the house and to the ice cream parlour, mixed feelings zooming along with me. 

Am I cheating on Natalia with Natalia? Did I even like Natalia to begin with? Or was it just because she always seemed superior, and I had a sense of fear which I mistook as love? Is there such thing as affinity? Why do I have so many questions? 

ARGH. 

I waited outside the ice cream parlour, and at exactly 10:10 a.m., my little fuzzy peach arrived in something Natalia usually wears. 

"Hmm? So your fashion sense is like Natalia's?" I asked.

"Nope. It's just that all of my clothes are stuck at my house, and what would me parents think if they saw a random person barging into their house, nabbing their daughter's clothes, and fleeing?" She replied, making me feel dumber and dumber. 

"So, where do you want to go today?" I asked. 

"Hmmm... Cinema. There is a new movie I want to watch," she replied. 

Finally, a more date like date. 

We purchased our tickets and navigated our way down to our seats. With a bucket of popcorn in my hands, and two cups of sodas in hers, we sat down. 

After we came out, we were aching from laughter, something I didn't feel before. 

Well, maybe I did, but that was with my parents. 

First time I've watched a comedy with someone of my age. (A/N: 5-6 years difference still of your age ah.) 

We skipped lunch, eating that much popcorn and drinking some soda would be enough to satisfy our bellies until dinner. 

We strolled around the mall (a different one today) before dinner. 

No, no romantic candlelit dinners. 

Just affordable fast food. 

This is called romantic in our dictionaries. 

After which, we just headed home, feeling like our day has been used to it's max.

I sent my fuzzy peach home before I headed home myself. 

And that's the end of the day, nothing else you need to know. 

You'll know more tomorrow. 

Lame hor.