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Finally, the day Angelo hoped for had come, but instead of rejoicing, he felt as if heaven and earth seemed to crash into his soul. Because today is the day that his most hated Homosapien and he would live together in the same house.

“What if I run away.” Angelo thought as he adjusted his clothes. He smiled at his thought and hurried to the door, and was about to walk out of it.

“Wait, Aimie, where are you going?” Mark asked when sees Angelo leaving his room.

“Ah, nothing, I just want to breathe some fresh air,” Angelo said nervously. “Nice timing bro, when I thought of running away, then you are going show up.”

“Let’s go together,” Mark suggested.

“Oh no, no need, since you’re here already, why don’t we just go home directly?” Angelo happily suggested to Mark, but, inwardly he was annoyed. He really can’t get along with this ugly Homosapien. If ever they will live under the same roof. He might want to kill the Homosapien every time he sees that despicable face.

“It’s up to you,” Mark said to her and smiled sweetly.

“Gosh, stop smiling, or else I’ll pull your mouth.” In Angelo’s mind, but on the outside, he was still smiling at Mark so that the human being with an ugly face wouldn’t notice that he was about to explode in anger. He was jealous because the Homosapien in front of him was so handsome. He would have been the most masculine man in the world rather than Mark, if not for the fact that his soul had moved to a woman’s body.

“Let’s go,” Mark said, and Angelo returned to reality from his dreamland. He saw that Mark had arranged his belongings in the bag.

“Sure,” Angelo said as he took his bag from Mark.

“I’m glad you’re responsible and know how to organize things without me telling you what to do.”

Mark and Angelo left the hospital room and were about to enter the elevator when the guard put up a sign on the elevator door.

“I’m sorry, ma’am and sir, all the elevators in the hospital are now under maintenance. Just use the stairs.” The guard said to them. After he told them the information, he bowed and immediately left to hang a sign on the other elevators on that floor.

Angelo immediately smiled at what the guard said. It looked like destiny was taking its course for him to carry out his plan to torture Mark.

“Ah, Mark, what should we do. The hospital’s elevator is under maintenance, and unluckily, we are on the 17th floor. The stairs are far away from where we are standing, and then we have to use the stairs to get to the ground floor.” Angelo said worriedly to Mark, but he was happy with how things were progressing.

“You’re right, and you’re also a patient that needs plenty of rest. What should we do? We can’t wait here because I’m sure it will take a long time to fix the elevator. If worse comes to worst, we might spend the night in this hospital.” Mark said to Aimie with concern.

“Hahaha, everything is according to my plan.” In Angelo’s mind.

“I have thought of a solution, but I think you won’t agree to it,” Angelo said.

“What is that solution you’re talking about?” Mark asked Angelo.

“It’s simple ...” Angelo inquired in seriousness. He immediately cut off what he would say to add gravity to the atmosphere, but Angelo was still trying his best to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

“What is it?” Mark could not hide his curiosity and asked Angelo. “Say it.”

“Carry me,” Angelo said seriously to Mark.

When Mark heard Aimie’s suggestion, his jaw almost dropped to the ground. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard because Aimie had no problems walking. She can walk on the stairs.

Angelo is trying his best to restrain his laughter on the other hand because of Mark’s expression.

“Because you know I’m a patient who’s still bound to check out from the hospital. Heed in mind that I’m still not discharged from this hospital. And remember what the doctor said, I can’t be stressed.” Angelo seriously did his act for Mark to believe his words.

“Is walking the stairs that stressful?” There is doubt in Mark’s face. He can’t seem to believe that using the stairs can cause stress to a person.

“Of course, I’m telling the truth. We still have a long way in order the get to the ground since we are on the 17th floor of this hospital.” Angelo explained while pointing toward the stairs with his hand. “If you’re worried that I’m heavy, don’t worry since the time I have been in the hospital. The only food that I have eaten is just porridge.”

Mark sigh in defeat. He could do nothing but carry Angelo on his back. All Mark has to do is convince himself that walking the stairs can indeed cause stress to a mentally injured person.

“All right, I’ll carry you.” Mark then knelt so that Aimie/Angelo could climb on his back.

Angelo smiled in success when Mark agreed to his suggestion. He couldn’t stop himself from jumping for joy.

“Hehehe, don’t worry. I’m not that heavy.” Angelo said softly, but inwardly he’s like a monkey who escaped captivity. He wanted to celebrate because his plan had succeeded.

When Angelo climbed on Mark’s back, Mark could feel Aimie’s massive weight. At first, he could still carry Aimie, but as time passed, he felt the woman’s weight becomes heavier as he stepped.

“I’m just light, right?” Aimie asked cheerfully, and Mark’s only response was a forced laugh.

At first, Mark was still able to lift Aimie/Angelo. But as time went on. Mark can’t seem to stand using his legs because apart from the distance of the 17th floor to the ground floor Aimie is too heavy. He wonders what Aimie had eaten for a couple of days for her to become heavy like a boulder.

Angelo, on the other hand, is enjoying his position on Mark’s back. He is still laughing inwardly because of the suffering that Mark is going through. “What are you now? Hehe, this is the outcome of just eating for the whole day. If I knew this would happen, I would have eaten a lot of porridge today.”

“Can you still carry me?” Angelo asked Mark with worry because the latter might say that he doesn’t care about his suffering, which in fact, he doesn’t.

“Y... yes, I can still do it.” Even though Mark was having a hard time and seemed to lose consciousness, he still said that- he was fine. He didn’t want to be the trigger of Aimie’s stress.

“Don’t worry, I know you can do it.” Angelo encouraged Mark.

Mark smiled at what he heard. The tiredness he felt before seemed to disappear when Aimie said she believed in him. So he accelerated his steps.

When they reached the ground floor, Mark was sweating profusely and almost fell to the floor from exhaustion. Angelo seemed a little sorry for Mark’s condition. But because he is a manly man, he hardened his heart. He remembered that he still had to torture this ugly Homosapien.

While they were in that situation, a guard suddenly approached the elevator door and took the sign that said: “under maintenance.” And told the people near him they could now use the elevator.

When Angelo heard what the guard said, he couldn’t help but laugh while pointing at Mark.

“Hahaha, bro, if we had just waited for the elevator to work completely, then you won’t need to carry me, and you won’t get tired,” Angelo said while laughing.

Mark, on the other hand, could not resist making an ugly face because of the incident. He then laid down on the floor and lost consciousness.

“Hey, bro, what’s wrong with you, don’t say you have a heart attack now of all times,” Angelo said worriedly, not forgetting to shake Mark ruthlessly. “Hey, will you please wake up? If you are dead, you should have died without CCTV or witnesses. You’re embarrassing!”

Meanwhile, the people who saw them seemed unable to believe what they witnessed and at the same time wondered why there were insane people inside the hospital.