GET OUT

Zuri entered Chaos' room with breakfast in her hands and saw him standing near the window.

He was in his blue pants, while his shirt lay on the bed. His long, black hair fluttered by the wind. His shoulder was bandaged tightly. He had two wounds because she dug her claws into him.

Zuri paused her step for a while, before she approached the table and put his breakfast down. Chaos must have known that she was inside the room, but didn't show any reaction at all. He looked at the garden out there, or that was how it looked in Zuri's eyes.

"Nikolai got a few stitches," Zuri said to break the silence. She had wrecked her head to think about how to strike a conversation with Chaos, but there were not many proper ideas that came to her mind.

And that little information that Zuri told him, didn't amuse him a little bit. He kept his expression stoic, without any emotion swirling in those dark eyes.