Kris sat on the edge of Win's bed, holding a large brown rat against her chest and stroking its head. "Win, he's adorable. I can't believe they let you keep him!" She laughed with happiness. "What's his name?" He watched her, observing closely as always. It was never casual, the way he looked at her, but she didn't mind.
He shrugged one shoulder, "Rat." She rolled her eyes, "Of course it is. You don't experiment on him, do you?" He raised one brow. "Experiment on him? No." She watched him this time, trying to figure him out. He was so confusing. "Why did you say good girl to me this morning?" He tilted his head to the side. "I think you know Kristen."
She focused on Rat, watching his little eyes as she rubbed his head. "Because I smell like Aaron." Win crossed his ankles in front of hi
