Tammy woke not because of headache—though she could direly feel it as soon as she woke up—but because of someone that is shaking her body.
She released a loud grunt, and with a whimper, she did her best to open her eyes awake.
“Tammy. Glad you’re awake. Damn it.”
Tammy let her eyesight became clearer as she wait for it to adjust from her sleep. She waited for it, so that she could see who is the person in her front. Even though she knew her by voice, she always reasons out that everything that is seen shall be true—to see is to believe.
“Timmy?”
That is what she had first asked when she finally saw that it was Timmy who was looking at her straightly, and the one who had been shaking her body to be awake.
“Yeah, this is Timmy.”
It’s not that because it as Timmy on her front who
