Moriarty The Patriot - 𝓜𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓾𝓼 𝓝𝓸𝓿𝓾𝓼

chapter 5

I woke up.

Rays of sun came through the window and came closer and closer to the bed where we slept that night.

Daniel was still sleeping.

I looked out the window again. From the color of the sky one could deduce that it was still dawn.

I turned around and went back to sleep.

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"talking in English"

"talking in Italian"

"thinking"

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"Looks like you woke up early, good morning. I hope the rooms were to your liking"

"good morning sir" I answered with a little smile

"Yes, of course. Well, better than the road..."  

Daniel said without thinking, still sleepy.

Realizing what he had said a few seconds earlier, he cut me off before I could say anything and started apologizing, raising his voice a little.

"No, wait uhm, I didn't mean that. Sorry if the sentence  seemed a bit selfish , what I mean is that, I'm very...- how do you say 'grato'?"

"grateful"  I replied a little annoyed since it was still morning and I had to start using that little brain that I had before expected

"SI- GRATEFUL." he concluded with a nervous little smile 

"..."

"God... it's morning, why are you screaming?" I said quietly, so only he could hear me.

"ahahah, We've already had breakfast, would you like something to eat too? it's better to be full than to have empty stomach, don't you think so?"

"Well if it's not a big deal.. Could I have some tea?"

"...tea? bro but you never drank tea at breakfast. What is this change of ideas? Are u sick or something" Daniel whispered

"shut up."

"well it seems that your fever has gone away, i'm really glad. After breakfast why don't we talk a bit in the living room?"

"uhm, yes, after all we still have to talk"

"talk? talk about what?"

"did you forget? we still have to finish the discussion from yesterday. You were sick so i guess it was because of that"

IT WAS EMBARASSING.

Seriously tho, who even stares at a person until they finish eating?
I can understand that we don't follow etiquette perfectly, but it's not like we burped in his face or something. 

Louis kept staring at us for all ten minutes during breakfast, and only sometimes I saw his face change, but only to seem disgusted about something. 

At some point Daniel even thought he was born with a paralyzed face.

"was he born with a default option?..."

We were in the dining room in silence, with Louis staring at us carefully, while William had gone to read the newspaper in another room, not to be disturbed.