Breathless #50
Cloud
Cambridge, England
I pulled my jacket as I walked through the veranda. I'm cold not because of the weather but because of flu I've caught three days ago. She handed me a hot cup of Earl Grey tea, the aroma somehow eased my uncomfortable feeling.
"I told you, you don't have to do these things." I whispered as I took a sip from what she gave me.
"I want to do it. I've told you before that I care for you, haven't I?" She simply replied and offered me another cup, I shook my head as I refused "Did you call her?" she asked again.
"It's none of your bus-" I immediately looked at her as she shouted in shock.
"BLOODY HELL!" I saw her wiping her hand after accidently pouring the hot tea on it.
"You should be more careful!" I hissed and handed her a napkin.
"You should
