A glutton for sweet things

Alix poked Holea's waist and said, "Okay, I won't touch you. Stop wrinkling your nose as if I have not taken a bath today and I am stinking up your office."

Holea sat down, crossed her legs and looked at Alix with what most people would perceive as a gold gaze. As her friend-a close one at that. Alix knew better. 

Holea was not cold, she was just aloof. 

She sat down as well and looked at her gratefully. "Seriously, thank you." she repeated. 

"En." Holea nodded briefly. "Did you really marry him willingly?" 

"Yes." she responded.

"You know that I don't believe you, right?" Holea replied. 

"En." Alix answered. 

Holea was the one she called for help after the wedding, it was not difficult for her friend to put two and two together. Thankfully though, she was not one to ask many questions. 

"You, if you need my help don't hesitate to request for it." she said seriously. 

"I know." Alix replied.