10/100 – Comic Strip
"Are you done yet?"
"Almost."
Her fingers drummed the tabletop impatiently. He lowered the newspaper enough to peer at her over the top of it.
"What's so important about it anyway?"
"I just need it."
"Why?"
"My business, not yours."
"Go and get dressed, Cagalli. I'll be done by the time you get back."
With a huff, she obeyed. A sly grin slid over Athrun's face as he stood to retrieve the scissors.
When Cagalli returned, the newspaper was sitting on the table, as promised, with Athrun nowhere in sight. She opened it gleefully.
"The hell?! Where are my comics?!"