( Hazel)
It was first light. The dawn chorus began hours later. Normally, they would caw and hold their meeting above the roof. Today, they chose my window.
Like a grumpy boss, I stormed to the terrace with a club.
“ Go away!”
“ Caw caw caw.”
“ I said, go away!” I puffed, and heard someone chuckle from the apartment next to mine.
I hadn't noticed. He's feeding them.
“ Stranger things.” I thought and frowned. “ I haven't seen him around here before.
As if he had read my thoughts, his lips tilted in the corner, beaming a smile.
“ How's your hangover?!”
“ Hangover?” I repeated without a clue. My eyes examined him again. His hair is as dark as Roman’s. The way he arched his brows every time he smiled flashed Roman's face before my eyes.
I snorted at the thought of the comparison
