Liberoses
#7: Living with Davila
I woke up when the sun started to pierce the pores of my skin. I opened my eyes but quickly covered my eyes with a hand, too glare.
“Mmmphh.. Where am I?” I muttered unconsciously. I glanced around. The large room is dominated by ash and black. Lots of award trophies, and Action figure one guy who—minik Davila? But her hair color is brown.
He turned to the guy next to me—laki man? Who'sis that?
“Hey, I'm where.” I muttered as I moved the guy's body. His light blonde hair was striking this morning.
“Mmh.” The guy just attacked without interest. I clucked, trying to shake his body again.
“Hei.”
“Ah, I'm still sleepy, shut up.” Ketus guy, he turned his body but still closed his eyes. It—Davila!
“Davila.” The man growled, pulling my arm suddenly. He hugged me while covering our bodies with a new blanket.
“Sleep.” I clucked, wanting to let go of his hug, but the guy's strength was too strong. I chose resignation and drowned my face in his chest.
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I woke up from my sleep. Choosing to sit on the edge of the mattress while walking to do a small tour in Davila's room, it seems fun.
The guy is still fast asleep. The sound of snoring was soft like a baby. His attitude seemed to be submerged with his innocent face while asleep, funny.
I started running the nightstand. Many Action Figures with faces that are very similar to Davila, but the difference is that her hair is brown. He glanced at the writing below.
“Davila De Gavellyn,” Lirihku read the inscription engraved below.
“So it's long name Davila?” Lirihku. There are a lot of Trophies in this room. Looks like Davila didn't make it up to him to be the owner of the biggest company in the U.S.A, you snob.
I'm circling the room. Stop at a long table near the television. There is a picture of a very beautiful woman.
“Wah, beautiful once..” murmured me involuntarily. The woman was wearing a Maroon-colored knee-length Dress, very graceful.
“What do you do?” Davila's heavy voice intruded. Typical sound of waking up.
“Davila, she is very beautiful.” Lirihku, the guy narrowed his eyes while clucking and got up from his bed.
“What he man—” Davila snatched the figura while throwing it in the trash. He looked at me sharply while whispering cynically.
“Do not discuss it.” His whisper in my ear.
“Sorry.” I looked down, feeling guilty. The guy's clucking.
“Did you mess up my room?” Davila exclaimed, I shook my head.
“No. Oh, is this you? Why is her hair brown?” I said as I approached one of the Action Figures.
“My original hair color is Light blonde, but I turned it brown to be inconspicuous.” Reply Davila indifferently.
“Oh—”
Basic sucks!
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The large dining table was filled with only 5 people, the Davila family.
The middle-aged woman who looked friendly had invited me to chat, long and the impression was fun not stiff.
There is also a little girl who turns out to be Davila's youngest sister, Alyn. Alyn is so innocent and adorable! That girl always knows how people like her.
But there are 2 people who just keep quiet during breakfast, Davila and, one more guy who has the same hair as Davila.
Is he Davila's sister?
“I'm done.” Davila cut out the words of Alyn who was still engrossed in asking about me.
“Cute me.” Davila said, pulling my hand. Alyn looked grunted in annoyance.
“Forcer basis!” Cetus Alyn was hard, but Davila only replied with her index finger which she placed in front of her lips.
I looked at Alyn as I raised my hand, as if inviting the High Five.
We agree! Ah I'll like you!
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I'm so bored. Roll over on the bed while playing the phone.
Davila sucks. How did he take a shower all this time? My move is upset. It's been a few minutes that guy hasn't come out.
Ngiiikk!
“What do you do?” Davila said nonchalantly as she threw a small towel in front of my face.
“Hei!” I screamed in annoyance, taking the towel that Davila had thrown.
“Kenap—”
YAAAAAAAA!!!
With madness the man walked up to him with only a white towel wrapped around his waist to his knees alone, in other words, the man was chest-speed with his leisure!
I took the towel and threw it at Davila.
“Wear your shirt!” I screamed, Davila scratched her nape.
“Why?”
“Davila!! Put your clothes on! I'm going to take a shower!”
