Chapter 313

John looked down on an exhausted Nia laying on the pavement. "Me is sleepy," she said and in a rare display of open emotion drummed her heels on the ground. "I want to pat something…!" she said with forceful blankness on her face.

"Nia, can you puff up your cheeks for me?" John asked, kneeling down at her side. She did, overly so, to the point where her cheeks closely resembled balloons. "Little less air," he instructed and slowly got her somewhere where she made a cute, annoyed looking face.

Then he made a photo of that, causing Nia, still holding that expression, to tilt her head in confusion. John laughed and pressed the remaining air out of her cheeks.

"Just remember to make that face when next time you are upset and demanding something out of frustration," he told her.

"Why?" Nia was still bamboozled.