Rest

Leo observed Alana, still curled up in bed, while he was ready in his suit behind his desk.

"How are you?" Leo asked, swiveling his wheelchair toward Sisi's bed where Alana lay. "Still feeling unwell," Alana replied with a weak voice.

"Aren't you suffocating under that thick blanket?" Leo asked again, prompting Alana to finally uncover herself, looking at Leo with a pitiful expression.

"Why?" Leo inquired.

"Are you disappointed?" Alana asked, making Leo chuckle. "Isn't it you who seems more disappointed here?" Leo guessed, and Alana nodded.

"Yes, you're right. I'm very disappointed. Why did my period have to come last night?" Alana expressed her frustration, then tousled her hair. Alana felt genuinely upset as Lady Luck seemed not entirely on her side.

"Do you want breakfast downstairs or in the room?" Leo asked, noting Alana's slight fatigue.

"I want breakfast with you," Alana said, making Leo pause, prompting him to reopen his thick blanket.

"Why, don't you want to have breakfast wi