18

1 am

The time was passing quite quickly, the clock making a ticking sound once in a while. Apollo stretched out his arms and turned the lid of the laptop down.

'There's no water in the room. I have to go to the kitchen.' Suddenly he stopped on his track as his eyes got a glimpse of the figure that was lying on the sofa in a weird position.

There was no one around, he glared at the wall clock and then back at the figure.

'Who's it?' Apollo nonchalantly walked to the sofa just to be surprised. He let out an annoying sigh and then rubbed his forehead. 'What sleeping posture is this?'

Avery had her legs flying on the top of the sofa when her head was resting against the pillow on the table. Some sorts of papers with pens and some materials were messily on the table and the floor.

"Get up!" He uttered.

Avery deep in sleep answered him with no words but silence.

He bobbed his head in annoyance and moved all the materials to one side of the table. How much he hated messy people and here, h