THE MYSTERY GIRL
Kim wright
Seeing nothing but the bare self of a girl in his kitchen, his thought suddenly went blank, even her grumbling stomach couldnโt get to him. A strange nude girl in his kitchen was something he hadnโt thought he would see in the next hundred years. She was weird, her long unraveled reddish brown hair was covering her face. Her body held, different old and new scars . And when she lift her eyes to look at him. The eyes was something he hasnโt seen before burning in flames. And a mixture of gold and blue.
In a flash it swipe to deep sea blue eyes.
The mop stick he held fell from his hands, leaving his mouth ajar.
โWho are you?โ
He thought a thief had sneak in here, probably a food thief in his kitchen, but he ended up seeing something else.
And she blinked her long and full lashes at him. Innocently.
โWho the hell, are you?โ He asked, his eyes running up and down her naked body again. He gulped down an invisible lump on his throat.
Whatโs he gonna do? Her stomach growls. And she whined, giving him pleading eyes.
He suddenly felt his knee went weak.
โWhat are you doing here?โ
Was this some kind of nightmare, or what the hell was it?