The bickering
When Abigail woke up the next morning and opened her eyes, she saw Xander sitting on the couch like a king with one leg on another and his hands on his thighs. His eyes were centered firmly on her.
Abigail's sleepiness was not gone fully. She blinked quite a few times, trying to figure out if he was real or not. Her lips curled up slowly, and she muttered in a trance, “You look so real.”
Xander had been waiting for her to wake up for a couple of hours. He initially thought of waking her up, but he didn’t do that after noticing her sleeping so peacefully.
However, when he saw her open her eyes and spout nonsense, he became angry.
“Are you dreaming?” He exclaimed, his expression somber.
The smile on her face froze and her eyes widened in shock. She sat up fr
