Vendetta

Vanessa sat on the couch, watching the morning news. The TV's soft light shone on her face. She wore a cozy grey sweater and a black pants, her dark hair tied back.

Xavier walked out of the guest room, stretching his arms and yawning. His worn-out clothes showed he'd just rolled out of bed.

Vanessa glanced back, smiling warmly. "Good morning, Xavier. You're finally awake." She said.

Xavier rubbed his eyes. "I overslept. Why didn't you wake me?" He asked, heading towards the kitchen.

"You needed rest." Vanessa replied, her eyes still glued to the television.

Xavier smiled slightly. "Thanks." He opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cold water, and drank it all.

Soon, the coffee smell caught his attention. "You made coffee?" he asked.

Vanessa nodded her eyes still on the TV. "Thought you could use it."

Xavier poured a cup, took a sip, and closed his eyes, enjoying it. "Perfect." He said, he walked out of the kitchen and proceeded to the living room to seat beside Vanessa on the couc