Sitting on the sofa I pulled at the pillow that the man spared me from his house. I still wondered why I appeared in this man's house or rather how I lived before coming here. I know I have friends but yet when I'm here it feels like they don't exist… That's a scary thought.
A clink on the table alerted me to a glass of milk being set onto the table.
"Um here you go," the man said. I gratefully accepted the glass and thanked the man happily. I took a sip and set the glass down.
"May I know your name mister?" I asked.
"You want to know my name?" He asked in perplex. I nodded.
"Kevin," he said and reached out his hand. Oh does he want his cup back? I reached my hand out and grabbed the glass of milk, swiftly chugging it down and passed the it to him.
"Thanks for the drink Kevin."
"Uh you're welcome," Kevin replied awkwardly and went back to the kitchen. A yawn escaped my mouth just as my eyelids began to feel heavy. However I kept myself awake till Kevin comes back so that I could bid him goodnight.
"Good night," I chirped as Kevin reentered the room. All of a sudden he hugged me with his arms squeezing my body. Is this how people bid each other good night here? Just then I felt a finger trail down my spine. I gasped, pushing him away and gave him a swift right hook to the face.
"What are you trying to do with me?" I screamed as my face burned bright red.
"W-wait it was an accident!" Kevin quickly said with his hands raised up.
"You have ten seconds." I growled and I watched him scrambled back into his bedroom and shut the door. I sighed and reached to my side to turn of the lamp before curling up on the sofa with pillow in hand. That pervert. And with that thought in mind, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
If only I could actually sleep. The air had gone icy cold and I found myself shivering unconditionally despite zipping up my mandarin collar. I tried switching into different sleeping positions but it didn't work. In fact lying flat on my back might have caused my nose to get runny. I could only curl myself into a tight ball and hope that my body would pass out soon.
Just then something thick and heavy landed on me, blocking off the cold air. Finally I could sleep soundly. But just before I do, I poked my head out of the sheets in search of the kind soul that had gave me that blanket. However there was no one. I disappeared back under the sheets and went to sleep with a small smile. He maybe a weirdo but at least he's kind and generous. I think I won't mind spending a bit more time with him.