The Final Battle (3)

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock…

Luna's unfocused eyes continued watching as the clock hand continued ticking clockwise. Her fingers fidgeted with a wooden pen, and an open book was laid on the desk.

Her house was shrouded in darkness. Her parents had lay down on their beds, eyelids tightly shut, and slumber engulfing them.

The short hallway had a tiny portion of light coming underneath Luna's door. Her room was bathed in warm light, and the bed was covered with a blanket.

"Why did I talk about him about such a stupid thing?" When the pen dropped to the desk, she covered her embarrassed face with her ears painted red.

"He must think I am weird… maybe he even thought I suggested something… dirty…"

As her cheeks flushed further, she revealed her pink face and deep blush, "Well… if he wants to, I might… say yes."

Ba-Dump! Ba-Dump! Ba-Dump!