“Rex? Mr. Rex?”
“Hwuh?”
“We’re here. Can you get to bed by yourself?”
“I’m not sleepy... I want to talk more with you, Lily...”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m putting you down now, okay?”
My body started sinking into something. It felt nice and cool.
“Sheesh, you’re such a handful. Goodnight, Rex.”
I felt something warm press against my cheek, but before I could figure out what it was, my consciousness faded to nothing.
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Scrape, scrape. Scrape, scrape. Scraaape, scrape. The rhythmical scraping noise woke me up, and I opened my eyes, but the moment I raised myself up to a sitting position, a dull pain shot through my head and the stench of alcohol filled my nostrils. I grunted in pain.
Oh yeah, I got drunk off of my ass last night and... As memories of the previous night came rushing back, I slapped my forehead. I fucked up!
I’d been trying to probe for chinks in Lily’s armor, but I’d ended up exposing my own weaknesses instead. Though I didn’t think I’d made any fatal blunders at least.
Okay, that was a mistake, but in my defense, I had no idea Rex was such a lightweight! Who the heck makes such a cool aloof character a lightweight?!
I’d started getting tipsy after the very first glass. I let out a loud groan, and the rhythmical scraping slowly came to a stop.
Scrape, scrape. Scrape, scrape. Scraaaaaape...
I looked up, trying to locate the source of the sound, and saw a terrifying sight. “Aaaah!”
Recilia was sitting deathly still in the dark room.
“Recilia...?”
She slowly turned to face me, looking like a horror movie monster. It was then that I realized the scraping noise I’d been hearing until now was the sound of Recilia sharpening a knife.