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Case 9: LIGHTS OUT

This is a work of Fictions. Any names, places, stories, or events are fictitious. Please kindly understand that i am just an mere amateur writer. Thank you.

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CASE 9: LIGHTS OUT

After i took a warm shower, i quickly dressed up and wore a loose shirt and my sweats, then putting my hair in a bun. A messy one.

I walked downstairs and went to the kitchen and prepared us some hot chocolate, to keep us warm. I could still hear the rain hitting the roof with a loud thumping. Like a stone being thrown above. Just then, i heard the door clicked. A freshly bathed Scott came out, wearing the hoodie i gave her and the sweats that reached her mid shin.

"H-hey" i called out getting her attention. I think i swallowed as few times as she walked in the kitchen, seeing her rub her hair with the use of towel. A few water dripping down her face and hair.

"T-there was a blower inside, why didn't you dry your hair?" I asked her as she got inside.

"Lazy...." she casually answered. I hummed in agreement and continued pouring the
Warm milk into the cup, watching the marshmallows float as the water rises.

I placed the Cups into the microwave and heated it.

"Do you live alone?" She suddenly asked as she leaned back to the counter. I took out the cups and stirred the hot chocolate as i decide how to answer.

I mean, i barely know her, what if she's not what she actually look like? What if she had friends on standby and raid the house? But yes, i mean she's an exchange student she probably has good morals to be one-

"No need to be alarmed, i just asked since i saw few things that doesn't looked like they belong to you" she cutting me off as if she red my mind.

"Wha- what?" I asked confused of what she just said.

"For example this..." she said walking back to the bathroom and coming out with something in her hand.

"This" she said showing me a cloth.

"What's that?" I asked stepping a little closer to examine what she was holding.

"This isn't yours.... right?" She asked and when i finally noticed what she was holding I immediately grab it.

"It's not m-mine, your right" i said hiding it behind me. It was my thong. I don't know why it was in the bathroom, i usually use the one above.

"Hmm..." was all she said before going back to leaning on the counter.

"It probably belong to one of my housmate's... probably kris but yeah it's definitely not mine." I excused, i could feel myself blush so i decided to turn my back and put the thong on my pocket.

"Nice thong, by the way" she said.

"Thanks- i mean, kris would've probably thank you" i said stirring the hot chocolate faster.

I don't know why but i could hear her smirk at me, and i turn around and see her doing it. She was actually smirking and i could feel my face turn red like a tomato.