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Giovanna cried, and I was there for her as long as she needed, which turned out to be several minutes. "Feeling better?" I asked when she pulled away, and she nodded. "Want to see what I brought you?" She nodded again, and I pulled her to the bed and handed her the bags. "Coloring supplies?" She looked at me like I was actually crazy. "It's the latest craze among adults. They say coloring helps reduce stress and anxiety. I figured since you're in this, let's say, sabbatical period, you could spend your time more relaxed," I explained, and she laughed.

“How about we do some colouring now?” “Yay!” The kids chorused. Damon sat beside me, handing me a book after. “Do you want to do some colouring? You must be getting bored.” “Actually,” I snatched the book, “I am not. It has been fun to see you act like a…” “Like a what?” he inquired, one of his brows lifted.

He looked down at the colouring book in his hand that he wanted to hand back to her. Zhi Rou purchased the colouring book at the book store a while back and challenged him to colour a picture every other day when he had nothing to do, she said it was a type of bonding process for the two of them to get to know each other. She handed him the colouring book the next morning after her first night in his home. He thought it was stupid and took the book with him only to make her stop her pestering.

I ask, skipping backwards as he walks over to the couch and drops the bag on the cushions. “Go ahead,” he says, “look for yourself.” I tear into the bag, pulling the gifts out in a fevered charge. Today he's brought me a coloring book and crayons! It's exactly what I asked him for yesterday. I said I wanted something to color, because I remember doing that when I was a lot younger and feeling heaven pass over me when I had a crayon in my hand. The whole world could be on fire and I think I'd still be drawing in my books, entirely oblivious to everything around me.

“I’ll make you a cup of tea.” “Yeah, come on tante,” Aria exclaimed, clutching Rose’s hand and pulling her into the living room. Rose willingly followed. She sat on the couch as the twins knelt around the coffee table to color. Surprisingly, the books were not the usual children’s coloring books. Instead, they were meant for adults, so the pictures were far more complicated and detailed. Even so, the twins seemed quite content as they focused on coloring. “Here you go,” Macey set down a plate of cookies and handed Rose a mug before sitting down with her own.

I shrugged, “Um, sure.” I flipped through my drawing book as Emma settled into the padded chair. Gloomy portraits and detailed objects littered each page that I skimmed by. Dark colors was a main theme that I stuck to. Depending on the drawing, a splash of pastel hues or bright colors would decorate the pages. It made me a bit happier to see something vivid and vibrant in the midst of darkness. “Are you okay, Raelynn?”

It's probably the effect of the weed, or maybe we such good friends that we make each other laugh so hard? Nah, it's definitely the weed. "I'm pink," Ashley says, continuing with this little game. "Because of my hair." She starts to play with the ends of her mostly pink hair. "I'm grey, the color that's between dark and white," Kristen says. "Because I'm the innocent one here but I'm also moving to the dark side." She starts to giggle. "You are definitely going to the dark side." Tatiana agrees with her. "I still can't believe you are a virgin though."

“Not really. He’s just not the type to socialize much.” “I’m not surprised,” I muttered, half to myself. “He’s not that bad, though,” he added with an easy smile. “A lot of people like his type—cold and unreadable. You know, the strong, silent archetype.” I shook my head without hesitation. “Not me.” That earned a fuller laugh from him. “Noted.” Then he leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the table. “So, what’s on your itinerary today, Reya?” I smiled and pulled out a slightly crumpled flyer I had tucked into my bag earlier. “Actually, a staff member gave me this this morning. There’s a discounted water activity package. Looks fun.”

He glances down at Cairo. "I don't know." The boy shrugs, uncertain. "I like books, but it's only these books about giraffes and cow's mooing." He complains and Sebastian furrows his brows in response. "Have you thought about what you wanted to read?" He asks and Cairo nods, still a bit shy. "Well, tell me." Sebastian prompts with an assuring smile. "I like math." He says and Sebastian raises an eyebrow. "I want to read books like the ones River has in his house."

Angrily she opened the comic book and flipped its pages as if telling him to leave. Ludwig should have felt angry. Instead he narrowed his eyes, got up and walked to one of the racks in the far corner, took out big and thick books and handed them to her. “These are coloring books,” he smirked, “for the baby.” With his chin he pointed, “And there’s where the crayons and pencil colors are. Maybe you should draw things or color them.” Saying that he exited the room.