There's beautiful girls and then there's me

Chapter 14

"Achoo!" Mika sneezed to her tissue, crumpling it into a circle and throwing it aside. After what happened at the golf club, surprisingly, she was struck by a cold, her mother forced her to stay inside her room, and her brother wanted to skip for the day to take care of her but Mika insisted she could take care of herself, which is a lie, she can't.

"Ugh," she groaned, having to wrap herself in her thin blanket. Like a caterpillar, she crawls her way out of her room to grab a glass of water, but then the stairs exist. "Eugh..." With another groan, Mika had to get out of her cacoon to go downstairs, using the wall as support as she navigated her way to the kitchen. Just right after she poured herself a glass, and before she could drink it there was a ring on the door.

She sets the glass on the way to the living room on one of the hanging drawers her mother thinks looked aesthetically pleasing to the eye. "Who is it..." Mika opened the front door with a weak voice.

"Holy shit, you really did catch a cold" 

"Oh, it's pickle girl"

"Excuse me- what?" The jet-black-haired woman furrowed her eyebrow in confusion.

"Nothing- what brings you here"

Ash stood by the door, wearing a rather fancy-looking dress, definitely branded. On her arm hung a bag with groceries...? "Mico told me you caught a cold so..." she showed what was inside the bag, it was full of medicine, some that Mika didn't know existed.

"Come on let's get inside"

"Hold it..." Mika held her hand up to Ash before she could go in, rubbing her temple as the headache started. "You don't have to stay, you'll get my sickness"

Then pickle girl laughed, a little taunting. "Not to brag-" she said with that accent that only rich people do. "But I have strong immunity! Besides- ahem, I feel weighted knowing that it's because of me you caught one in the first place" Her eyes look down briefly, before gazing back to Mika's iris.

"Serio-"

"And I insist!" Ash placed her perfectly manicured finger on Mika's warm, soft lips, shushing the sick girl before she could even finish her sentence. 

Mika chuckles a laugh, gently pushing Ash's hand down and placing a hand on her hips. "Even if I close the door to your face?" she said then held the door knob. Ash rolled her eyes, placing her hand on the door frame, and stepping a little closer to Mika's space. "Go ahead and try," she said, showing off her white- well taken-care teeth with a teasing grin, her lips closed and slowly turned to a smirk when Mika scoffed.

"Come in," Mika said and stepped to the side, Ash entered feeling victorious for some reason. Closing the door, she followed behind Ash as they both sat down on the couch. "Alright let's see..." Ash, one by one took out all the items she brought from the nearby store, Mika just observed her on the other side of the seat, feeling a little cold despite that only the fan was turned on in the lowest setting.

Pickle girl took out a box for porridge, five different types of medicine in pills, a bottle of water, a cold compress, and- "Wait, why do you have con-"

"AHH!" With a quick swoop, Ash hid the item in her pocket, her red face showed how embarrassed she was, her eyes showing a little flood of tears. "Th-that wasn't mine! I-I swear! I-it's-!"

"No, no I get it, you don't have to be embarrassed" Crap, I forget she and Zeus are engaged- of course, they can do it. Mika thought with a bitter expression she desperately tried to hide by coughing a little. Ash shook her head.

"No! I swear it's for my cousin! Rafal, he- look, he's a guy with a memory of an 80-year-old man, he often forgets to buy his things and sometimes he asks me to buy his-...stuff"

Mika only nods, but her face clearly shows she isn't buying it. "I-I'm telling the truth, okay- how about this-"

"Ash, calm down, why are you so panicked? I won't get mad or anything, it's not my business anyway" Mika couldn't help but giggle, to see the composed woman act like a child getting caught stealing candy. Ash breathed heavily, blinking momentarily before she, herself laughed at her own action.

"Gosh, I swear, something is wrong with me" Ash looked down and shook her head.

"If you are worried about pickle shortage, we still have some in the fridge"

The black-jet-haired woman looked up, "For the love of- that was one time, Mika!"-and grumbled, standing up. The girl in front of her shrugged her shoulder. "Some memories last forever"

Sighing, Ash headed to the kitchen with the box, Mika decided to head upstairs for a while to check on her charging phone. She lay on her stomach whilst the phone powered on, her eyebrow furrowed when she saw the number of messages that she didn't even think it was possible for her to have.

"Holy..." she scrolled down the messages, the first two were from her mother, asking about how she was doing, and the twelve messages were from Mico who stopped messaging around one o'clock when his class usually resumes. The seven messages in all capital letters are from Sishi, demanding to know where she is and how hungry she currently is

The five is from Raquel, demanding with a little bit of asking to know where she is and what is she doing, using the excuse of the teacher's request. Last but not least, Daisy, with 3 messages saying, hoping that Mica is alright.

Mica, with tired eyes, decided to reply to all of them about her current situation. She yawned, her eyelids had become heavy and slowly, she lost focus and drifted asleep, her phone started vibrating.

Humming by herself in the kitchen, Ash stirred the pot with the ride porridge in it, she read the instructions as she did so, she's been cooking for about eighteen minutes now- minus the time she had to look around this luxurious kitchen that seems to have everything that is kitchen related. Squinting her eyes, she looked at the final steps.

"Egg is optional, mhm, I wonder if she's allergic..." then she thought to herself. "I think she's not, oh well~" she halts. "No no, gotta ask her, don't let the history repeat itself...!" she lowered the heat from the stove and cleaned her hands before going to the living room.

"Hey, are you allergic to- huh, where is she?" looking around, she found nothing but an empty living room, her dark brown eyes gazed to the stairs by her side. 

Knock! Knock!

Before she could take a step, someone knocked on the door.

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yay i updated.