After a while of waiting for Jasper to return from wherever he'd went to after our argument about the issue of his 'girlfriend', I got a video call from Klaus. Overjoyed, I immediately accepted it. It's been days since I talked to them! I mean, of course we chat in our 4-member group everyday and every hour, but that isn't the same as seeing them face-to-face and hearing their bright voices. On every holiday, especially during the long summer holidays, I missed Karly and Klaus very much. I missed their bright voices making my day as bright as the sun, I missed that wide grin on their faces when they meet me in the morning, I missed the lunchtime when we share our lunches and run around school afterwards. Not many kids miss their school when it closes for vacation, but I do. In fact, I prefer school over my own house anyday because spending some time with my friends and annoying people like Ava is better than living in solitude inside my bare, empty house. And now, I missed another person too - Dorian. Our new best friend.

"Hey July!" Klaus' peppy voice rang through the phone. A smile immediately plastered itself onto my face.

I chuckled, "Hey pal, you still alive or what?"

"Fortunately, yes, and we're so sorry for not having called you earlier. We totally forgot that you were away," he answered with a shrug and a sad pout. Before I replied to that, I heard Karly's muffled voice through the other side saying something like, "Give it to me, Klaus! I need to talk too, y'know."

He responded back in a half yell-half whisper, "Shut up! Don't you know that interrupting someone while they're talking isn't manners?"

Though Karly was far behind him, I could already sense her eyes widen and her teeth grit at Klaus referring to her as being 'mannerless'. Out of everything, she hated being called a mannerless fellow or an uncultured person.

"I did not interrupt you!" Karly yelled back, "I told you that after you were finished talking to her, dumbass."

"No you didn't, freak!"

I rolled my eyes. Not this again, I thought they were biting each other head's off at school and at home, but no, even while they're on call they're as bad as ever. I wonder how they were even born as siblings. But then again, most siblings are like this; I just didn't know much since I'm a single kid.

"How dare you call me a freak when you're using my phone, idiot? Give it to me this second or I'll kill you!"

"Excuse me, your phone? This is mine."

"What about the one on the charger then?"

"That's mine too."

"Fuck -"

"Stop it, you two!" I cut in between, not wanting to hear them curse each other even while being far from them. But of course, they couldn't hear it in the midst of their loud yells and shouting. My voice was far below their level of tones when they fought with each other.

"You only have one damn phone, Klaus!"

"So what? You use every shirts and watches I have, so why can't I use your phone?"

"Because unlike shirts and watches, my phone contains private stuff which I obviously don't want you to see! Don't you know that using someone else's phone is equal to intruding on their privacy? That isn't manners either, ha."

"Oh my God, Karly, do you send nudes?"

"No!" Karly groaned in anger, "Nudes aren't the only stuff that's private, you jerk!"

Klaus burst out laughing, nearly making my eardrums explode at his squeaky voice.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because you look like a frog when you're mad."

"HOW DARE YOU -"

This had to stop immediately or a war will start soon. Sighing tiredly, I cut the call and called them again, hoping that the sound of the phone ringing might catch their attention and stop their bickering. Karly took the phone and responded calmly unlike what had been her demeanor just minutes ago, "Hey, June! Sorry about that. You know, the usual."

"Yeah, I know, the usual," I laughed, relieved that they finally stopped their useless fight, "Did you kill Klaus already? Is that why you look so relieved?"

She scoffed and turned the phone to show Klaus, who lay on the ground, pretending to be dead so that his sister wouldn't keep attacking him, "Not...yet."

Klaus raised his head and grinned at me, "Hi again, July." He then slumped his head on the floor again, closing his eyes. Karly pretended to gag as she turned the phone back to her, "I remember Klaus vomitting on that same floor just days ago."

"At least it's my vomit, not your disgusting smelly shit."

I burst out laughing, "You guys are unbelievable. Unbelievably gross."

"Yeah, we know," they said in unison, finally agreeing on something for once. A minute later, I added Dorian to the call and the three of us grinned as he came up, crunching on what seemed like a hamburger. He instantly smiled, "Yo guys!"

"Yo! What's up there, Doritos? When are you guys going on your picnic?" I asked in interest, leaning my head forward on my hands. Dorian nodded, chewing the burger as he spoke, "I'm just sitting here boredly, June. But fortunately, we've got the picnic tomorrow so I have something to do then."

"And you? How's your stay there, June?" Karly asked.

"All good. We visited an awesome mall earlier, the place isn't as boring as I expected, and it seems like I and Jasper are getting along better. Not a complete yes, though."

"That's good," Klaus said, grinning. I rolled my eyes, knowing what he meant by that mischievous grin. Which is exactly why I didn't dare tell them about the matching keychains that we bought.

"And guys!" I said suddenly, remembering our encounter with Sally and Trent at the mall. They'd definitely be very excited to hear about it, about how Trent raised his hand against me and was stopped by Jasper, how Trent almost pissed himself afterwards, everything. "Guess who we met at the mall?"

"Donald Trump?"

"Dora the explorer?"

"Me?" asked Klaus, being the typical Klaus.

"Wrong," I giggled, "But sadly, I can reveal this most-exciting-story to you only after we see at school, because it wouldn't be over in this video call. A very long story, y'know."

"So it's definitely Donald Trump," Karly nodded to herself. We laughed at that, and soon after the jokes, I could sense the curiosity in their voices as they waited for this suspense story to be revealed.

"You really can't tell us right now, June?" Klaus asked, pouting, "You got me all excited."

"Yeah, me too. How about a long video call tomorrow when we're all free and not wait until holidays are over?"

"Nuh-uh," I chuckled, shaking my head playfully, "Be excited, because this story is as exciting as it sounds. Trust me, it'll be worth your curiosity. We'll still call tomorrow though."

"You just made me even more excited."

We laughed again. A few more minutes went past as we ranted on about other details regarding my stay in the hotel and their picnic-plans, and as soon as I cut the call, Jasper was back. I didn't know where he'd went, I only knew that he'd been right inside the hotel until now but not here - because he has assured me before that he can never leave my side and let even a moment of danger get to me, so of course he had been right here. However, what confused me was that he held a medium-sized cardboard box in his hands that looked quite heavy. Did he just go shopping without me? No, of course he wouldn't. He won't leave this hotel, like he told me, and he takes me along whenever he goes out. I smirked a bit; ever since reaching here, Jasper has been more into shopping than even Karly is. Maybe just like me, he too gets into it well only after he enters a shop and is uninterested otherwise.

"Where did you go?" I asked, scanning the box in his hand. He kept it on the bed, beside me, and winked at me, "See for yourself."

Squinting at the box curiously, I opened its flaps and was met with a wide variety of books, some board games, a pen drive, all of my school supplies that had been kept at home, and mainly - a drawing book! My eyes widened at it. My drawing book and various other stuff I liked a lot were kept in the suitcase that I'd forgotten in our car. I can usually never survive without my drawing book and my phone, but I somehow managed to get myself indulged in other work to be stressed about my drawing book. And my school supplies - how did he manage to get it here from home? The road was blocked, wasn't it?

"Thank you, Jasper," I murmured, processing everything in my head, "How did you...?"

"Get your school things here?" he completed for me, "That was one hard task, but Mrs.Smith made it easier. She knows where you live, so she drove there through another route from her home and got it for you. I had called your dad and told him about this, so he went back home just for today so that he could show her everything. He'll leave tomorrow."

I nodded slowly. So we really aren't going home anytime soon...and I definitely have to see Mrs.Smith as early as possible and thank her for helping me so much. She really took a hell lot of time just to get my necessary items here. Yes, my school bag with my things is still in the car, but that's fine - Jasper let me take the backpack he'd taken instead for the time being. The same brown-and-black bag that he'd been carrying when he first came to our house. "Where did you get this from, though?" I asked, pointing to the drawing book and the other things that were kept along with my school supplies. They were obviously new.

"Ordered them from the mall we visited, I got the idea only after we returned home," he shrugged, "The parcel guy kept it at the front counter, and I packed them alongside your school items. So now there's no more worries about how you'll go to school, right?"

"Right," I smiled, "Thanks again, Jasper."

"Don't mention it," he waved it off, "And you've got to thank Mrs.Smith first. She took a leave and drove over to your house and back just for you."

I nodded in agreement, "Of course I will. She's such a nice person."

And I wish she never left my home.

Slowly, I began taking out all of the things starting from the drawing book to my school supplies by the end. After I packed my books and pencil case into the brown bag, I returned to checking out everything that I just got. Then I remembered again - the cash for everything that he bought! Jasper had bought such a lot for me yet again and he paid completely for me yet again. Sighing a little, I placed everything outside. There's absolutely no use in complaining about the cash now, he would never agree to me putting my share in this by the excuse that he's the one who bought everything and that my permission wasn't even taken in the first place, so taking my share would be unfair even though it's not. Why does he care so much? He could've just ignored my frustration and burdened dad with this worry of how I'll go to school but no, he ordered everything for me, got Mrs.Smith's help in getting back my school supplies and paid for everything too.

Shrugging it off, knowing that my protests here would never be a match to Jasper's hundred excuses, I opened the drawing book which laid on the top and sighed in its fresh, new fragrance. Though I wanted to start drawing right now, something held me back. My eyes moved over to the books that were around it. Keeping it back, I took out a random book from the heap instead. Its cover caught my attention and I soon realized that it was one of the books I'd always wanted to read at my school library. I smiled and looked back at Jasper, who was now switching on his laptop, getting ready to go back to work.

Almost instantly, he glanced up at me too.

I turned away, pretending to be indulged in the book in my hand even though I hadn't even read the summary at its back yet. After I did read it, then the author's introduction and the last page - yeah, that's my worst habit, reading a book's last page before I get to the starting - I passed on to finally starting on the book's prologue. It seemed interesting, just like its cover and title looked, and I felt satisfied that my judgement had been right unlike the saying 'Don't judge a book by its cover'. Well, but that's right about people who can see only the negatives in another person and not look into the positives; like Ava, for example.

I shook my head irritatedly - why did she come into my mind just when I was starting to think about good stuff?

It wasn't until about ten that I got a little tired, very unlike before, when I would be dead-asleep by eight or nine. Closing the book which had me on heavy interest in just three pages, I snuggled into my blanket and closed my eyes after taking one last look at Jasper, who was still working busily. He immediately switched off the lights when he saw me lie down, and a while later I could hear him shuffling carefully to the living room so that the clicks and notification sounds of his laptop wouldn't disturb me. I sighed, sympathizing with him again. He really didn't have to do that.

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The next few days went about like usual. I got accustomed to our way of living here, just like I had been at home. Either I watched movies on the television, scrolled on my phone, drew a bit or read books. Fortunately, I had someone besides Jasper to talk to - my old babysitter, Mrs.Smith. Of course, I called dad or my friends sometimes, but calling them didn't feel the same as seeing them and feeling their presence right beside me. The moment we cut the call, I felt empty again. Their bright voices, smiles, everything fades within a second and I imagine a dramatic scene of myself falling into a dark, empty pit with no ending. The daily arguments with Jasper usually calms me, but the problem? We seldom talk now. I mean, it's been days since we had an argument or a heart-to-heart conversation where he consoles me about any problem I have and I thank him afterwards and then we argue again. Nowadays, all he asks me are casual questions like whether I need something more for school, whether he disturbed me while I was sleeping at night or studying, all that. We lost the original bond we shared and that disturbed me more than it's supposed to. Maybe I'm actually accepting the fact that I miss his stupid jokes and bickering...which is something I thought I would never do in a million years. Maybe I'm actually starting to trust him, completely.

Added to this is the very unfortunate fact that my period started just yesterday, and every girl know how bad it gets on the second day. Intense cramps, unending hunger, frustration, anger, moodiness. I'm always pretty moody, so being even more moody means I'll be seriously very frustrated. I wanted to talk to someone right now, and that someone is obviously that jerk named Jasper, but he doesn't get it and neither am I willing to let down my ego and speak to him first. What an unfair life.

Right now, as he sat near the desk, scribbling down something on random sheets of papers, I increased the volume of the TV as a way to attract his attention from his work. I know, I can just wait till he's done, knowing how much work he's got and how many sleepless nights he's spent just for the sake of completing his duties, but my patience was almost at its edge now. He can continue after we speak for a bit, right? I just wanted to let him know that our interactions were much less than before and that whatever he'd bought me wasn't working as well as his jokes did, to stop me from feeling alone. I just wanted to let him know that I won't ever complain about his pranks ever again. That I missed it, a lot.

He didn't turn around.

I increased the volume again, gritting my teeth angrily. Turn around, idiot, say something! At least tell me to keep the damn volume low.

He finally turned around with an unexpectedly amused face instead of the frustrated look I'd expected from him for turning the volume so high while he was working. "Have you turned deaf all of a sudden?" he asked me, gesturing to the TV, "Turn it down, June. You don't want to irritate people nearby."

"Fine."

I turned off the TV and took my phone instead. The drawing book and my other book lay nearby me. I had finished reading the latter for today and I was too much in pain to get my hands to work smoothly on the drawing book. So the only way? My phone. Maybe I should call the twins and Dorian, but I doubt that would make me any better right now. What annoyed me the most at this time was Jasper's ignorance towards me, so calling my friends wouldn't make it better. Seeing me respond to him pretty positively, unlike usual, when I would start a fight with him just when he tells me something, and even turn the TV off just for the sake of not disturbing him, Jasper said, "You can still watch the movie without having its volume up so high, y'know."

"I know, I'm not dumb. I turned it off because it would obviously be of great disturbance to you and I'd rather not irritate you," I said, sarcasm dripping in my voice. Why not? His attitude nowadays seems exactly like that, so yeah, I need to make him understand what I feel like. I've been pretty silent for one or two days and he didn't even ask me what's wrong, unlike usual, when he'd always be observing me closely and would ask me what's wrong at the littlest sign of a droopy face. Did I get irritated by that? Yes. But did I also miss his irritating questions? Unfortunately, yes. I called Jasper a jerk, an idiot, and bipolar just a few days ago for just about every trick he does on me but now, here I am, being grumpy without any reason at all. I hate his jokes but miss it when he stops doing it. Ugh, I hate myself. And periods.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, June," he replied, his tone and face softening. My heart melted at that and I regretted my harsh response then, but I pretended to be all cool about it and shrug it off, reminding myself of how he hadn't been like this for sometime, "Okay, okay, I was kidding."

"Are you okay?"

There it is, at last! I thought that he'd completely forgotten about asking me whether I'm okay at each and every hour. But the fact that I had to attract his attention this way for him to ask me that bothered me a bit; he noticed me only now. Not that I've a problem with him not noticing me, but like I said, I missed the usual conversations and his informal behavior. You know that feeling when a friend you'd gained just recently starts to ignore you, either because they got a new friend or because your friendship strained a bit? I felt exactly like that now. An eight years gap is obviously a bit too much of a gap between 'friends', but I considered him a good friend by now nonetheless. A friend who knew my biggest secrets and who consoled me whenever I got the usual droops of a teenager. Besides, who cares about age? Anyone can be friends with anyone they like as long as its non-toxic and mutual. We help each other in many ways - Jasper is much more experienced in life than I am, so if he ever decides to finally open up to me about his problems in life, I'd understand how life goes uphill as well as downhill. On the other hand, he understands how a teenager like me feels and faces each problem I have. I never reacted to Jasper's presence in my life like this ever before, but now, I knew I had to get along and be friendly to make at least myself comfortable. And the best way is responding back in the same way that Jasper talks to me; informal and sarcastic.

"I think I am," I muttered. No, I'm not, I wanted to tell him everything and burst out right at this moment, but my ego held me back again and I played my hard-to-get thing like everytime. For one thing, I knew he would notice me now because he had asked me if I'm okay and realised how I feel.

As expected, he got up from his seat and approached me. I watched as he seated himself beside me on a chair and shook his head in amusement, "What's up with you?"

"What's up with you?"

"Me? I'm okay."

"I don't think so," I narrowed my eyes, "Why have you been ignoring me till now?"

That came out a bit too...obvious, June.

"Uh - I mean... You know what I mean."

He nodded, "I know. Look, June, I'm sorry about that. I could spend only the first few days here with you. Buying you all those things was a way I found to make you less bored while you're here, but I realise now that it isn't working. You know that I would never ignore you on purpose, don't you?"

That made me feel a lot better. At least he isn't ignoring me on purpose and going to be like this forever like I over-imagined to be. And though I knew in the depth of my heart that he has got no reason to ignore me and never will, my mind told me otherwise. That was the problem sometimes; I always listened to logic, like literally always. But some matters require the heart and its feelings rather than logic and reasoning. The part of me that forced me to hate Jasper was my mind, but now I guess my heart works better.

"Yeah... I -"

I was cut short by a sharp, knife-cutting pain in my stomach, and the shock travelled throughout my entire body. Muscle cramps, shit!

"Ow!" I yelled and clutched my stomach suddenly. Jasper immediately caught my shoulder, worried, "What? Are you sick?"

"No, I'm -"

"Is it diarrhoea? Food poisoning?"

"No, listen -"

"I knew we shouldn't have eaten from outside! Do you want to visit a hospital?"

I almost burst out laughing, hadn't it been for the intense stomach ache and the slow but irritating feeling of the blood flow from my you-know-where. Knowing that once I laughed or even smirked a bit, it'd be a waterfall, I kept quiet and shook my head instead with a smile instead, "For god's sake, Jasper, shut up. I've got it every month."

The alarm on his face softened down as he realised what was going on, "Oh. You almost gave me a heart attack, geez."

"You're welcome."

"Anyways," he said, chuckling at me and taking out a container from the desk nearby, "You might need this too."

It was a box of chocolates. My face lightened up as quickly as it has drooped down before, "Chocolates!"

My hunger and cravings were far too much to even let me check its brand and make sure that it was any of my favourites, even though I did like chocolates that weren't my favourites too. I mean, no one can choose between chocolates, right? I took one, then two, then three of them altogether and stuffed it into my mouth, taking time to chew it around and take in its sweet taste before swallowing it down. Jasper smirked in amusement at my hunger and took one for himself too, "So I hope that clears the misunderstandings you've about me?"

I glared at him jokingly, "So you bought me those chocolates just to convince me to forgive you for ignoring me for so long?"

"Yeah, pretty much," he said, then laughed, "I'm kidding."

"I know," I paused, thinking of something before blurting out suddenly, "Jasper, can we watch a movie tonight?"

Oops. Did I really mean it? Yeah, I mean, I definitely want to watch a movie and I think it'll be worth watching only with a companion by my side, not alone. But maybe the way I asked was a bit too open? Like-uh-

Just shut up, June, you don't want to make this awkward. What's wrong with asking him to watch a movie with you? It's not like you're asking him out on a fucking date, damn.

Right.

"Sure," he replied casually, "I was about to ask you that, actually. I'll make sure to spend more time with you. So you really did miss me, huh?" He snickered again.

I pretended to gag, "Hell, no."

"Yeah, sure, I believe you."

I smiled underneath. Though I really might've hated to accept this earlier and still has a bit of a hesitation with it, I was glad that he was my bodyguard. If it were anyone else, they would've already quit their job by now. They wouldn't even bother to even talk with me or start a conversation like he does. And most of the time, they hate being disturbed even though they've much less work than Jasper does, so of course I can't piss them off and play around the way I do to him. It's just my luck this time that I've got a guy as cool and understanding as he is. Maybe I'm actually liking him much better than before.

Not that like, but y'know, liking him as a person.

"Whatever," I huffed. Jasper chuckled, pinched my cheeks and pulled them into a wide smile, "You know, you can smile sometimes. You're cuter then."

I blushed immediately, but I got over that and hit his hands off with a red face and narrowed eyes, "I always smile."

"Really? I didn't see you smile until now, though."

That's because you ignored me till now, I thought, actually smiling this time.

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"This one, isn't it?" Jasper asked, taking out one of the DVDs that both of us chose to watch together. It was about nine at night and we had taken our places on the large, black living room couch. Until now, Jasper had been indulged in his work again but didn't ignore me this time. Everyone needs a break, don't they? I spoke about this to him and that he doesn't have to go to the living room and sleep on the desk just to not disturb my sleep. He can always just work in the bedroom itself with the lights off, little sounds wouldn't disturb me, and he can get to sleep whenever he feels tired unlike having to rest uncomfortably on the computer desk at the living room. At last, with a lot of protests and reasoning from my side, he agreed to this and felt convinced about the fact that I wasn't bothered by his work. As you know very well, it takes a lot of convincing to convince a person like Jasper.

I nodded to his question.

"And do you need any snacks?" He asked, pointing to the kitchen, "We did buy a lot of stuff from the mall."

I nodded again, excitedly. This is going to be great, I thought. I've never been this close to him before and never expected to be either. It finally felt a bit relaxing and good to let go of my ego for once and be informal around him, like he is with me. And it was the first time that the feeling of loneliness and wanting someone by my side affected me so badly added to the fact that I was on my monthly hell-time too. It was the first time that I appreciated Jasper's presence, at least just a bit, and missed his jokes, like he said earlier.

As I went on thinking about everything, Jasper brought some popcorn and coke for the both of us. "Here you go," he said, handing me the cup of popcorn with a smile. I smiled back and thanked him. Switching on the movie, I leaned back on the couch in relaxation and kept my legs propped up on the table that we'd moved to the front of the couch. A moment later, I noticed that Jasper had kept a pretty good distance between us when he sat down, probably thinking that I may not like it if he sits right next to me. With my earlier attitude and need for personal space, anyone would think so and it's good that he respected that. But I realize that sitting close to someone isn't crossing their 'boundaries' as long as they know each other well and none of them try to touch each other inappropriately or something. I knew Jasper well by now, and I also knew that I don't have any bad intentions and neither does he - if he did, he would never think of keeping the distance just so I wouldn't feel uncomfortable. So, I moved a bit closer to him and slumped back again. Seeing me move, he moved closer too.

The lights were switched off by me just as the movie began. I don't know when or how, but in the midst of watching the interesting movie, crunching on my snacks and drinking the coke, I fell asleep as the movie blurred in front of me and my eyes closed. Maybe it must have been twelve or one in the morning, I guess.

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As bright sunlight hit my face in the morning, I yawned and woke up. When my eyes completely adjusted to the bright light, the movie came into focus and I saw that the TV was still on but paused. I groaned internally; there was just one more hour for the movie to end and I fell asleep before that. Had I forced myself to stay up for a bit more, I could've completed that interesting movie and slept peacefully afterwards. Stupid me! Now I've to wait to see what happens next, and obviously I can't watch until Jasper's done with his work, which is nighttime.

Somehow, I forced myself to be completely awake and then I realized that I was still in the same sitting position as I was yesterday night. But just a difference...I was sleeping on someone's shoulder. And that someone had his head leaning back on mine too.

Shit. Maybe it wasn't such a great idea to move closer to Jasper yesterday.

Well, not because I consider this awkward or anything, but now, unless Jasper wakes up, I won't be able to get up either since he's leaning on me. And I didn't want to wake him up. He's been spending so many sleepless nights here that at least an hour of rest was necessary to hold him up straight. Otherwise, he'd be just like me soon - always tired, almost passing out at times and having to consume pills to be awake. I knew too much about that experience to let him go into such a situation as well. Of course, he's much more physically stable than I am since he's an adult added to the fact that he's physically well trained. But that doesn't mean that I should let him lose his sleep. Besides, Jasper would wake up soon anyways; I don't have to wake him up right now.

My neck felt really stiff and hurt from being turned to one side like that for such a long time. My legs and hip felt equally pained, but I just couldn't move and wake him up. Just as I decided on closing my eyes and resting for a few more minutes until he wakes up, I felt a stir beside me and the weight lift off of my head gradually. Whew, sweet relief! I thought, quickly turning my neck so that it wouldn't be paralyzed forever. Then I turned back to face him - and I realized that we were just inches away from each other.

Fuck, too close!

I moved back a bit and grinned sheepishly, "Uh... good morning?"

"Hey, good morning," he smiled, stretching a little afterwards. His biceps stood out prominently and I moved my eyes away quickly so that he wouldn't see me staring. Not that I do stare; it's just that I see him, get zoned out for a bit and then when I get back, he's smirking at me and asking me why I'm staring. And ironically, as I sat thinking about this, I zoned out. Yes, you heard me, I did exactly that.

I returned to earth only when he noticed me zoned out and snapped me out of it again, "Anybody home?"

"Huh?" I blurted in surprise, "No - I mean, yeah. What?"

"Well, you were the one who wanted to watch a movie yesterday, and then you proceed to fall asleep in the middle," he shrugged, "I would've continued, but I figured that watching it without you is unfair and that the noise might bother you."

"Thanks," I smiled a bit, "I just felt sleepy then. It had just one more hour left, right?"

"Right, but it's fine. We can always watch it later; I'm more than free to accompany you whenever you're free."

"I'm always free," I grinned, "But duty first. We'll continue only after you're done with your work."

"Sure. I'm sure my work would finish soon enough."

"And the movie was great, wasn't it? It had me in interest just by the first half an hour."

"Oh, really?" he asked me mockingly, "I mean, you're right. I didn't just see you fall asleep in the midst of the 'interesting movie'. I did like it, though."

I narrowed my eyes at his sarcasm, "I liked it too. It's not my fault that my tiredness acts up at the most inconvenient times ever, is it?"

"You could've stayed up and slept for some extra time in the morning."

What the heck? Does he seriously think that I'm calculating everything about how I should sleep and when I should sleep when I'm literally passing out from sleepiness? He may be crazy enough to do so, but I'm not. Considering that it's Jasper we're talking about, he probably does calculate how much hours he should sleep and when.

"Jasper, no normal human can calculate all this when they're at the edge of falling asleep."

"I doubt it."

"No, it's a proven fact. Really. Only crazy maniacs would do that."

He smirked, "I said I doubt that you're a normal human."

He doubts that I'm human? Interesting.

"I don't have a problem if you doubt that I'm human," I said, glaring at him.

"I don't have a problem if you don't have a problem."

"Ugh! You're unbelievable," I groaned, jumping out of bed and rushing into the bathroom to do my morning routines, inviting a chuckle from him that was almost soothing to hear nowadays, considering that he had been silent for a few days here.

How freaking great it is to start a day with an argument!