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18: Lunch

Ash woke up with his body, can't be moved. He feels like a heavy stone or object sleeps on top of him.

"Ahmm." he roared.

He slowly opens his eyes, he wasn't sure that he's staring so he slowly caress his eyes with his hands.

"What the." he groaned.

He quiclly push Ivanna on top of him.

"Ouch!" Ivanna groaned, on the ground.

Ivanna was holding her back and waist. She was throwing him a death glare.

"What the hell is your problem?" she asks, angrily.

"Why are you on top of me?" he asks.

Ivanna's eyes widened, Ash was throwing her a death glare.

"What? that's impossible. I thought it was the pillow I was hugging." she said.

They both stared at the pillow on the floor. Ivann bites her nails, in shame.

"Ohh, am I that fluffy and soft?" he asks.

Ivanna throw him the pillow.

"Shut it!" he said.

Ash went downstairs to take his coffee. Ivanna was fixing the bed.

"That man, feeling

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