Training Asher

When one was in a good mood, time inadvertently slipped away.

"I should probably go do my laundry for the week now. See you tomorrow, Ravi."

"En."

"Good night."

"Good night, Arlen." He stared at the black screen for a few minutes before letting out a sigh.

He missed him already. He blinked pitifully at the sky that was now getting dark, dinner was going to be chicken and fries. He had already marinated the chicken so the rest would not be much.

He moaned pitifully. Why did he feel like an abandoned concubine when the Emperor left her chambers?

The moment his thought went there, he sat up hurriedly. He was watching too many period dramas these days and it was because of Asher in the living room. Almost all tv period dramas are Pg 13 so what can he do about it?

Letting out another sigh, he lay back on the grass and looked up to the sky.