As I stare at the already closed door, I slightly open my mouth. 'Does Fernando exist?' I questioned myself, but the answer eluded me.
I mustered all of my courage and made my way to the sitting room. I had to make do with what I had because I didn't have a blanket with me, which meant that I had to make do with nothing.
I squeeze myself down on the couch, frowning furiously. I'm furious that I'm forced to make such a ridiculous deal with Fernando. 'What the hell happened to you, Delilah?" I asked myself, but it was only a theoretical question.
I force myself to sleep by closing my eyes, but I'm currently uncomfortable in my current position.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard Fernando's footsteps and immediately opened my eyes. "Het!" As I sat properly on the couch, I declare
