18: Lunch

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Ash woke up, and he couldn't move his body. He feels like a heavy stone or an object sleeps on top of him. "Ahmm." he roared. He slowly opens his eyes, and he isn't sure of what he is staring at. He slowly caressed his eyes with his hands. "What the." he groaned and his eyes widened. He quickly pushed Ivanna on top of him. She fell. "Ouch!" Ivanna groaned, on the ground. Ivanna was holding her back and waist. She was throwing him a death glare. "What the hell is your problem?" she asked, angrily. "Why are you on top of me?" he asks. Ivanna's eyes widened, Ash was throwing her a death glare. "What? that's impossible. I thought it was the pillow I was hugging." she said. They both stared at the pillow on the floor. Ivann bites her nails, in shame. "Ohh, am I that fluffy and soft?

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