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Lucy's POV

"You sure you don't wanna come with me?"

I asked Yeshia who's still laying on her bed. Yeshia opened her eyes, and God she looks like a zombie. Her eyes are so red and her bruises are more visible than last night.

I don't want to offend her so I just held my laugh.

O_O <-- that's me trying to hold my laugh

"Why are you staring like that?" her voice is sooo messed up sorry I can't help it anymore

"Pfft HAHAHAHA"

I laughed so hard and threw myself on the couch beside her bed. My tummy is aching right now but I can't stop laughing. I opened my eyes and looked at her again who's now sitting on the bed. Her hair is like a bird nest, her eyes are so puffy and red. I stared at her and tried to not laugh, but I laughed again anyways.

"HAHAHAHA---Ouch!"

My laugh stopped when she suddenly threw her pillow on me. Phew! Atleast she didn't threw anything hard on my face.

"How dare you go to my room and disturb my sleep just to insult me like that?" she asked scarily

I fake coughed and held my laugh. Her scary looks and her scary voice makes her really look like a zombie or devil monsters that I had watched in the movies.

"I just wanna haha--ehem. I just wanna ask you to come with me" I can feel my cheeks are so red right now because of laughing

"You think I'm going to get out with this look? Didn't you see how many freakin' bruises I have???" she asked while walking closer to me and giving me her possibly killing glare

'HAHAHAHAHA' that's me laughing so hard in my head

I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip to hold my laugh. Fucking hell! She looks like one of the zombies in the walking dead.

But when I open my eyes and saw her laying on her bed again.

I shook my head and decided to get out of her room before she kill me. I went upstairs to get my things when Stacy called me.

L: Hey, Stacy. Goodmorning! Ready?

S: Morning, yeah. Just few more things.

L: Cool

S: How about Yeshia? Is she coming?

L: Noope. She's too lazy to go.

I stiffled a laugh remembering my housemate's zombie-ish look.

S: Why are you giggling?

L: Just remembered something

S: You're not laughing at me aren't you?

L: No, of course not. Why would I?

S: I don't know. Maybe, imagining me wearing a swimsuit.

I blushed so hard and couldn't help but laugh. But to be honest, I can't help myself but imagine her with a bikini after her saying that.

L: What? Maybe you are

I joked and let out a little laugh.

S: What if I am?

I stopped laughing and choked. I swallowed the lump in throat and tried composing my thoughts.

S: Hey, I was just kidding! Still there?

I heard her giggling and I think I just felt my heart flutter just hearing the cute sound.

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