Black went and sat beside White whose face is buried in her pillow. Black looked at her closely, "Want to be under my wing?"
White looked up and turned to her side facing Black, "I already am..."
Black rolled her eyes and White smiled at her act. Black always have no idea of what White is doing. This Sunshine is always a step ahead of her.
Black touched the end of White's hair, "Anything you wanna do?"
White lightly shook her head and buried her face in her pillow. Black stood up to go back to her chair because this dark lad wants some sleep too.
"Black," she turned to White, "May I borrow your cloak?"
Black nodded her head lightly and grabbed her coat from her chair and flapped it. Then it turned into a cloak. Black put it on her shoulders and made sure she's covered properly.
She sure is hungry for comfort...
BINABASA MO ANG
The Thirteenth And Fifth Letter
RandomI write what I feel. I need to cut open my wounds and let them bleed because there is no way I'm letting myself cut my skin. I'm going to be back up again.
