MOON'S APARTMENT:
Stone and Moon sat with their legs crossed on the sofa as they stuffed their mouth with popcorn while watching a crime documentary. Stone pretended not to notice how Moon kept glancing at the wall clock and the door as if expecting something to happen. He internally smiled as he watched her pout every now and then.
"Do you know you are pouting?" He decided to tease her.
Moon looked at him confusedly, "No, I am not. Why would I pout?"
"I should be asking you that since you are the one pouting at the wall clock and door,"
"I'm not pouting at anything,"
"Okay, if you say so," He smiled at her, and she rolled her eyes, making him chuckle.
Moon focused on the TV again, but her mind was restless.
"The guy might have done it. Everything is just so confusing, right?" Stone commented, grabbing her attention.
"Huh? Yeah, right, very confusing," Stone chuckled, knowing she wasn't paying attention to what they were watching.