Chapter 8: The sleep over

“You’re early today!” Clint said as soon as I walked into the dining area. “Why are you saying that as if I always wake up late?” I answered and he just chuckled. “You get up late every time you don’t wanna go to work.”

Why did that sounded like as if I am always lazy to go to work? “That is not what I mean hahaha. What I mean is, of course as a businesswoman, you do always have free time unless it’s urgent or what.” Does he have the ability to read someone’s mind?

“Anyways, come on. Let’s have breakfast. Good thing I accidentally cooked too much.’ I raised my brow at what he said.

“Are you in a bad mood or something?” He asked. I chuckled and looked at him, “Why does everybody think I look like I’m in a bad feather every time I’m serene?” 

He smirked and chuckled then said, “Because you’re an unfathomable person, Maesea. You have a very unfathomable mood.” Fair enough. Kinda understand