23 : I'M LIVING WITH A MURDERER

“She’s sleeping.”

Simon stopped looking around the living room, his eyes diverting to Lucas. Since Simon came, Lucas noticed him trying to find something. Though, he knew, it’s not ‘something’ but ‘someone’.

Guilty, Simon sat on the chair across his friend with red ears.

“Oh. That’s good for her. Though don’t make her sleep too much since it will make it harder for her later. Also, keep her diet healthy. It’s good for her and the baby.”

Brows’ furrowing, Lucas asked. “Are you a doctor? Why do you keep nagging?”

Simon scoffed and grinned, raising a brow proudly. He leaned back and crossed his legs. “Well, apparently I am. And I had revived you from death several times already.”

Lucas just chortled and opened the can beer that his friend brought. He was about to drink it when Simon reached his hand towards him, asking the beer from him.

Shaking his head, he gave up the can to him that made Simon smile victoriously.

Lucas opened another one and sipped the booze when S