99th Time Asking|On Hold

#25

He entered the mansion and ran up the stairs which lead to the other floor, big mansions creeped him out and for some reason he thought someone was behind him.

"I'm here!" he yelled a little bit as he climbed up the stairs, slipping a couple times because the soles of his shoes were wet because of the light blanket of snow.

"I'm coming." she picked up herself and threw the blanket which was wrapped around her body on the side of the bed.

"Damn, this house is big." he muttered to himself as he stepped on the last stair.

She ran across the hallway and slipped a couple times, the floor was shiny and very slippery because of how clean it was.

"These stairs are like a cardio workout." he pouted as he sat down on the edge of one.

"I'm here." she exhaled and leaned against her knees.

"Oh hey," he paused in thought, staring at the door of the mansion, "you've got a big house here."

"Yeah, I know, even I get lost." she tugged on Mathias' coat's sleeve.

"Stripping is forbidden." he looked up at her.

"But oh master, my love for you is like diarrhea, it never seems to run out!"

He paused so that he could digest the words and think of them: "you're drunk."

"No, that's you." she frowned and crossed her arms on her chest.

"Lead me to your room."

"It's like we switched roles, now you sound all perverted." she tiptoed to a door and waited for him there.

He stood up and brushed his feet against the floor as he walked to her.

"Take off your shoes, you're not supposed to walk in a house with them, you moron."

"There's Evy!"

"What did you call me?"

"Evy."

"Excuse me?"

They had just finished arguing about names when more trash cans let out an uncomfortable sound and the lights flickered.

Evelina's grip tightened around Mathias' wrist as she sat down on her bed.

"You're holding me so tight it seems like you're giving birth."

She snarled as she looked at him: "remind me why I gave you my address."

"You didn't and you know it, you gave me the address of a different house! I had to ask for directions."

"Thought you could use those long legs of yours to run faster so you wouldn't be late." she plopped against the bed.

"You could've-"

"What?"

"Nothing, it was mean." he looked down at the ground and plopped down against the bed next to her.

"Oh, okay."

"Diarrhea." his lips curled in to a smile.

"Yeah." she closed her eyes.

"You're going to sleep?"