Coffee, Tea, Or Me? • satzu

66 Narrative

Tzuyu's POV

I was about to sleep when I noticed that Sana stood up from the couch and turned on the television in front of my bed. She then signed in her Netflix account and started playing a certain show.

"My account will expire in a few days and I need to finish this show. Can I watch it here?" She asked.

"You already signed in your account. What else can I do?" I responded and then she smiled at me.

"You can also watch it if you want but I am already on Episode 3 of Crash Landing On You" she said as walks back where the couch was placed. She tried pulling it but she couldn't do it.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm trying to move it in front of the television" she said and continued to do it.

"You can't move that"

"But I can't watch it here. It's so blurry. I'm not wearing my glasses." She complained.

"Then don't watch and just sleep there." I said and she suddenly stared at me. What on earth is she thinking?

"Can I lay down beside you?"

"No. I'm sick" I responded quickly.

"You said awhile ago that you're feeling better. So can I?"

"Yes I'm feeling better but I'm still sick." I exclaimed but she didn't listen and sat next to me.

"I will not do anything bad that will freak you out. I'm just going to watch" she said and smiled at me once again. Why does she keeps on smiling at me like that?

"Whatever" I said as I turn around and faced the other side. I knew she restarted the show before I closed my eyes.

Few minutes later, my sleep was disrupted by the sound of her voice lingering through my ears. I'm 100% sure that she was crying causing for me to look at the TV screen. A homeless child was running happily while carrying a bag. He then woke up his little sister and made her drink water. He gave her a blanket and fed her.

I moved and laid my back properly on the bed. Damn! I can still feel muscle pain all over my body.

"Are you crying because of that scene?" I asked her and she immediately looked at me.

"Why are you still awake?" She asked in disbelief.

"Because I heard you crying" I honestly answered.

"I'm sorry. I just feel sad" she said.

Is it about the kid or there is something else that makes her sad? I don't want to ask.

"I'm sad that there are kids and old people out there who doesn't have a home. They're sleeping in the cold street with a hungry stomach every single day and eating leftover foods from the trash. I feel bad for them" she mumbled while wiping her tears and I just watched her do that. I didn't know that she's so softhearted.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Her cheeks suddenly turned red.

"I-I'm just checking if you're crying for real" I said and she sniffs.

"Of course, these are real tears!" She defended.

"I know. I'm just joking"

"Ah, whatever. Don't look at me. My face is bloated." she said and rewinded some of the scenes that she missed because she was crying.