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"What are you doing?"

Turning around, Cheryl is standing there with a silk raspberry colored sheet on top of her head, and it is also wrapped around her petite frame.

"I am eating some food"

I am eating food, but I am trying to keep cool because I remember faintly telling her that I love her last night. I'm not sure if that was actually the smart thing to do, but guess who did it? Kimberley did it.

"Stop acting so weird"

Cheryl sits across from me at the glass coffee table, regardless of the fact that I am sitting on the floor and she waits until I put my fork down to start eating the pancakes that are jumping around in my own mouth.

Looking down at my phone continuously light up from notifications I failed to shut off, I realize it's been awhile since I've actually know what the date is.

November 6th

"What's wrong with you?"

I look back up at Cheryl, cautioning myself not say anything that would trigger an argument or lead to an unfortunate afternoon. I would say it's pretty pleasant as of right now.

"Nothing"

I wait until she puts the fork down for me to excuse myself and shuffle to the nearest bathroom that is upstairs.

Maybe if I just take a relaxing bath, it won't be so bad.

This bathroom in particular, always feels below zero and I have to step back out to put the heat on so I won't freeze to death when I come back out.

And when I do step back onto the wooden floor that makes up the hallway, Cheryl is there with a pair of towels.

"Go back inside. We haven't taken a bath in a long time-"

"Because we take showers"

"Back inside. I put the heat on"

In the back of my mind, there is a creeping feeling that makes me believe that she has to know. She has to know that I love her because there is no way she would act this so out of character.

Or I'm just overreacting because that's what I do.

The bathroom is spotless, given I haven't been here to make it messy. The sky blue tiles are dazzling and I can literally see sparkles on the cream toilet. This is just such a wonderful thing.

Standing still, I inhale the humid air from the water now running and creating countless bubbles in the rectangle bathtub. Clearly it's not meant for two bodies but I see that Cheryl isn't going to not let this happen.

"Get in here"

Shaking my head, I strip down and shuffle inside the tub. The water is quite warm and immediately relaxing. She turns the water off and I sulk underneath the bubbles, feeling how our legs are smashed into each other's sides.

"Tell me about the trip back home to the country of England"

I decide to derail what I think might be true, even though this is a genuine question. I want to know her plans going forward now that are lives have been shaken up by each other.

"Well"

Immediately, Cheryl is already beaming with this immense amount of pride as her eyes look up at the bright white circle light on the ceiling and her pink lips are wide enough to show her teeth and the dimples on each side.