"What?" Jazz scoffs at me after she threw beddings straight to my face. I bite my tongue to stop myself from uttering things that would bring me nothing but troubles.
I breathe through my nose and release them through my mouth. It did help me to manage my temper. I gather one by one all the pieces of pillow cover as well as the beddings and then I look up to him.
They smell nice, like fresh picked up from an automatic washing machine. My nose enjoys the scent of the laundry soap and the fabric conditioner that they have used for this one.
I rose to my feet hugging all of them that is almost my size in height, "What do you want me to do with all of these?" I asked her. I mentally rolled my eyes as I saw her snort a sarcastic smiled.
I swallowed hard. It is my temper, I think as I am
