Chapter 2

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Lucy's PoV

His house was warm.

My shivering body was replaced with a cool and relaxed one. His house was cozy, but a little messy also.

"Have a seat," he grunted, nodding towards the couch in front of us. I nod frantically and sit down; resisting the urge to bounce up and down on the brown couch.

"Anything to eat?" He asked. I looked up.

"Eat?" I asked. He nodded impatiently.

"You deaf, also?" He asked. I shook my head. Why would he ask if I'm deaf if I can hear him just fine?

"No. it's just that...I haven't eaten anything, all week, so I'm quite hungry," I say. He nods.

"Hm. Alright. I'll make something special. How about Spaghetti and Meatballs?" My mouth watered at the sound of the food. It sounded so good, I couldn't contain the slob coming from my mouth.

"Someone's hungry," He smirked at me, as I pouted.

"Yeah, whatever." I say. "Whats your name?" I ask.

"Nastu," he says. I nod.

"Summer," I whisper. He looks over to me, confused.

"What?" He questions.

"Your name..it means Summer, in Japanese," I say. He grins.

"Looks like you're not as dumb as I though you where," he says back. I shoot him a playful glare.

Maybe life's not so pointless after all...

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