ABL 52: Just As

Third Person

Amanah and Miall sat next to each other on the couch as they awkwardly stared at the screen.

Amanah tightly clutched the toss pillow, embarrassed by her actions from earlier on. This is not how she expected it to turn out. All her boldness has dissipated.

She turned to look at Miall, and he was already staring back at her; surprised by this, she turned back and stared at the opaque screen.

Fuck, has he been staring this entire time? She thought to herself. Miall kept his stare trained on Amanah, studying all the little details.

A beauty mark right at the corner of her eye. Her lashes were long, and would kiss the top of her cheeks whenever she blinked.

The way she sucked in her cheeks and blew them out while pouting her plump lips.

Miall cocked his head to the side and spread out his arms on the couch; Amanah folded her legs underneath her and clutched the pillow even tighter. "Are you hungry?" Miall asked lowly, and Amanah looked at him from underneath her eyelashe