I Play A Game With Mr. Player

Chapter 9: Drag me out of that hell hole

                  

Chapter 9: drag me out of that hell hole

Waking up in a pile of junk food isn't a girls dream to have; Having puffy hair and eyes that says 'I hate Mondays', even if it's not Monday stresses everyone including me. Its nearly too impossible waking up like snow white nor sleeping beauty except if your one of those crazy Hollywood films then it's possible. I tried to wake myself up as I try to push myself away from Katie's carpet. To be honest, sleeping on the floor is really uncomfortable. I searched Katie's and she was still sounding asleep in her bed. Remind me that I should never watch home series during 3 a.m. in the morning ever again.

I got up and fixed the mess on the floor, reminding myself not to forget that I have an unexpected visitor last night and he might be already up In a few. I went out of Katie's bathroom and used the common toilet and bath as I wash myself, meaning I brushed my teeth and washed my face. After I'm done with fixing myself up I tied my hair into a messy bun and walked down the stairs and to my surprise, a cooked breakfast meal was already set on the table.

I searched for Lance but he was nowhere in sight. Should I be glad that he's gone or worried because he is? I walked towards our dining table where you can smell and see the appealing and delightful food that was served. A freshly cooked French toast, some bacon, eggs, and I can't believe he was able to cook garlic rice as well. As an half Asian I always eat rice, maybe because I spend almost every summer in the Philippines and I inherited some of their culture and traditions.

I was taken back when I heard a splash coming from the outside. I rush towards the sliding door and out to our backyard only to find out Lance, sitting on the corner or the pool side and just looking from a far. I shook my head making myself remember that Lance will always be lance even if sometimes he might be different. I sat next to him making him feel surprised. "Good morning!" I greeted him with all smiles plastered in my face. Instead of replying back he just gave me a questioning look. "About last night..." I started; all I want is to thank him for what he has done. I mean, for sticking up on me, it was really thoughtful of him and honestly speaking I never thought he could do such a thing.

I shut my mouth as he held up his palm right in front of my face. "Don't bother, it's no big deal." He shrugged his shoulders while continuing playing on the water splashing it like he was just a nine year old kid. "Okay I won't speak of it again, but I also want to thank you for the breakfast meal you made." As I turn to face him, he was as red as Rudolph's nose and maybe a little redder if that's even possible. It's quite cute when you see people being transparent; you can see their other side. Wait... did I just say cute? I meant to say, very... appealing.

I nudged his arms playfully while grinning at him. It's nice to make fun of him, Lance, because you can clearly see the sensitive side of him. "I didn't do it." He protested while splashing his face with the pool water. "So you mean that those foods just magically appeared on our table?" I joke. I wanted to laugh right here right now as he looked away trying to avoid my gaze. "Yeah, I called a restaurant. That's what happened." All I can say he is a really good liar indeed. If there would come a time if they still wanted a new cast for PLL (pretty little Liars) Lance would be a good 'A'.

I didn't intent to argue anymore because Lance will always be lance and deny every good thing he does. I never thought he would have this kind of side of him. It's weird, yes but at the same time very amusing. "Can we just eat?" I took a seat across from lance and started putting some foods on my plate. A crispy made bacons and freshly cooked eggs solved my appetite. I started chewing the meal Lance made and to be honest, it taste really good. I wonder where he learnt to cook this good. Maybe, I should ask him for help sometimes whenever I'm free.