Joseph nudged Rose. "Blow dry your hair before you go to sleep. You'll catch a cold."
Rose opened her eyes wearily, looked at Joseph, and then shut her eyes again. She turned over, huddled in the wardrobe corner, resembling a dumpling on a bamboo shoot - a tad cute, a little beat up.
Joseph retrieved her from the wardrobe by her knee, and when she stood up, her eyes flicked open. She caught sight of Joseph and sprang to her feet.
Joseph sneered as he tossed her onto the bed. Rose lay there, unable to defend herself, and rolled over. Joseph's sleeve remained spotless. "Use the hair dryer in the bathroom before you eat."
Rose peered at Joseph with innocent, large eyes. He couldn't figure out his reaction to her. He thought her pitiable and cute, but it was fleeting. Although Rose's appea
