Sylvester hardly seen around. Nevertheless, he must admit the way she stormed out of lectures theatres halfway through the lesson was damn cool. Though it was wrong of her, he admired the way she disregarded those nauseating lecturers (especially Mr. Douglas O) who didn’t have a clue at what they were actually teaching.

Like any evenings, Sylvester returned home from school, ascending the stairs to his bedroom. He was once again alone for had skipped classes again. With regards to where was she now, he had no idea at all. He treaded down the hallway and stopped by her room when he heard stuffing noises inside.

She must be back. He thought, a little surprised that she was at home during this time. Usually, would be hanging alone outside and wouldn’t be home unless Auntie Florence called. Grabbing the perfect opportunity, Sylvester tapped onto her door. “, can we talk?”

“Get out. There’s nothing to talk.” he heard her agitated voice warned.

“Lets call this a truce. Shall we?” he remarked, “We are cousins after all. Cousins must get along with each other. Isn’t it?” he sounded as if he were a father teaching a stubborn daughter.

No response.

“..” Sylvester knocked onto the door again and waited for what it seemed like two weeks. This sucked. It really sucked. He, a guy had tossed off his egos and pride, already taking the first step to make peace but still, was unappreciative.

No use waiting. Must clear this misunderstanding. He reached for the cold metal knob and gave it a twist, pushing the door open. “… we have to talk about…” he said as he entered her room. “We….” His voice trailed off and his expression turned flat with shock, jaws dropping.

Upon her gorgeous figure with one of her hands stuck at the sleeves, he was light-headed, giddy and dumbfounded. Shoot, he had burst in at the wrong time. She was changing and now, her top was exposed in front of him with nothing but a bra.

“YOU PERVERT!!” roared with fright, screaming her lungs off. Before Sylvester could even apologize or turn around, she had seized the Slam Dunk alarm clock and flung it straight at his face, aiming it right at his nose. “GET OUT!!” she hollered with a trace of insult and ever-increasing revulsion.

‘I’m sorry!” Sylvester apologized anxiously, staggering backwards due to the pain from the attack. Quickly, he dashed out of the room and slam the door behind him.

God, he had gotten himself into another hot soup. That image of her body spanked off his thoughts, trouncing him with the scandalous realization that he had invaded a female’s privacy.

Feeling guilty, he returned to his room, mind racing for a heartfelt apology. He tried listing out a storm of explanations in hope for her forgiveness. He didn’t mean to and he really didn’t want to see that. His swollen nose, that was bleeding was indeed paining him. definitely possess hyper strength.

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“What happen to you? Got into a fight?” Florence asked during dinner, noticing the purple bruise on Sylvester’s nose.

“Oh, Its nothing.” he shoved off the topic awkwardly, stealing a glance at who was sitting across the table. Her face showed no specific emotion except for hatred. “Just knocked onto the lamp post.” he lied.

Florence suppressed a laugh, nearly choked by the rice. “Must be staring at girls ya?” she teased. Sylvester smiled, bearing no intention to explain further. The rest of the dinner time drone on in an awful silence. Unable to finish her food, slammed the chopsticks on the table and rose abruptly from the chair.

“What’s wrong ?” Florence asked out of concern, aware of her exceptionally hot-tempered mood.

“I’m full.” she retorted bitterly. Tossing Sylvester one last gape of detestation, she left the table and thundered up the stairs like an insane dragon. She flung her bedroom door shut, making a loud bang.

“Did the both of you got into a tiff? Or has anyone offended her?” Florence questioned, noticing that ’s plate was still full with food.

Of course, was already full with anger, unable to eat any longer.

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“.” Sylvester knocked onto her door later in the night. But his hopes came crashing down when she didn’t answer. “I’m sorry.” he apologized sincerely, feeling dejected.

“If I know you’re changing, I wouldn’t have come in.” he explained himself, knowing that she could hear him. “I’m truly sorry for that. I’ve bought pizza for you. I know that you must be hungry. You hardly touch your food just now.” he blabbered, looking down at the box of pizza he was holding onto.

“You can be angry with me but don’t torture you stomach.” when there was still no response from the stubborn , he gave in finally. “All right, I will just leave the pizza outside. You can eat it if you’re hungry.” he bent down and placed the box of pizza at her door. “Good night.” Unknowingly, his heart was heavy with gloominess.

popped her head out of her comforter, hearing the foot steps of Sylvester’s fading away. Swinging her legs off the bed, she trudged towards the door. Her stomach was rumbling for food. The thought of pizza made her drooled. She was still angry with Sylvester. Mad at him for seeing her changing. But her anger somehow calmed down at those words he said and upon his apology. He sounded like he really regretted it.

Opening the door a little, peeped through to make sure that no one was in sight. Quickly, she stuck her hand out of the door and snatched the box of pizza. Shutting the door, she walked over to her study desk and placed the food on it.

A note was attached to the box of pizza.

It wrote:
‘I’m truly, deeply, madly sorry for that incident earlier on.
Hope you enjoyed your meal and happy eating! ^^,
Its pepperoni pizza from that famous restaurant across the streets. Aunt Florence says you’d love it lots.
Delicious! Yum yum!
With regrets,
Sly’

Unknowingly, ’s face flickered with a warm smile. All right, shall let you off this time. She thought, seeing no point to continue her displeasure with him. The aroma of the tasty pizza lingered in the air as she opened the box. Her stomach craved for the first bite.

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Meanwhile, Sylvester was hiding behind a wall, secretly watching ’s bedroom door. He beamed with amusement when he witnessed her hand sticking out for that box of pizza. He was relief to learn she had accepted his apology. She might be willful. But after all, she was still a girl.

With his hands stuffed in his pockets, he returned to his room, with a smug grin on his face.

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