Take Them All! [II]

"OK, I'll take it." His voice was weak and hoarse, like the cold wind that forced in from the gap of the window.

She lay on the bed again, closed her eyes and stopped talking.

He stood quietly in front of the window for a long time, without moving, as if he were an earth without a soul. Then he left the room. He didn't know where he went and he didn't come back for dinner.

At midnight, she lay in bed alone, guessing that he wouldn't come back tonight. She couldn't sleep, so she count the sheep with her eyes closed. When she counted to one thousand, the door was pushed open.

She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Soon enough, his hot breath was surrounded her, with a slight smell of wine.

He drank!

She didn't open her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.