Literature
Cold Blooded part 16
It was Saturday, the best day of the week. You could sleep in and stay up late! Amu wasnt able to sleep in though because someone was poking her in the face. And it was quite annoying. Mmph. Im tired, leave me alone, Amu mumbled and buried her face into her pillow. Amu jumped up and squeaked as she was poked in the ticklish part of her side.
Yo, said Ikuto. He was sitting on Amus bed, waiting for her to wake up apparently. Ikuto was, as usual, dressed all in black.
Good morning...? Ikuto, what are you doing here? Why so early? And did you have to wake me up that way? Couldnt you have tho