Not wanting to wake her up, he stretched his arms as lightly as possible. However, he failed. ’s body twitched a little, indicating she was waking up soon. She raised her head from Sylvester’s shoulders, rubbing her eyes hard as she yawned. “Sorry… I felt asleep.” she muttered wearily and another yawn escaped from her mouth.

“I just woke up too.” he beamed at her.

“Whew… its already 6.40am.” looked at her watch, “Can’t believe I spent the whole night here. Oww… my back hurts…” she groaned, rubbing her back.

Of course, the two of them were suffering from backaches due to the incorrect posture while sleeping. Indeed, they had been sitting and leaning their back against the wall for the whole entire night.

Just then, the scuffling noises outside seem to near. They both looked at each other with smiles of hope. “It must be the janitor sweeping the floor!” exclaimed.

“Yeah, we can ask him to get us out of here…” Sylvester hastily pushed himself off the ground.

“Gosh. my legs are numbed!” complained, unable to get up. He looked at her and smiled, shaking his head. “Come on, let me give you a hand.” He then pulled her up by his hands.

“Thanks…” said gratefully, limping toward the door with Sylvester.

“Hey!! Help!! We are trapped!!” the both of them shouted as they banged at the door, hoping the janitor outside would hear them.

“Is there anyone inside!” a male voice outside responded. The duo blinked with excitement and relief.

“ Help!” Sylvester continue thumping the door desperately, “Emergency! I need the loo!”

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“Don’t you just love summer?” Sylvester asked a week and a half later. The duo were walking along the streets, returning home from the grocery center.

“But not now at least.” pouted gloomily, “Auntie Florence is off to visit her husband in Hong Kong and won’t be back until next week. This means we won’t have good food for one week!”

“There goes my chicken rice too.” He whined with disappointment. “By the way, did you see that poodle hairdo Auntie Florence just perm this morning?”

“Ya!” tittered, amused at the thought, “I can’t believe she’s setting off to the airport in that kind of hairstyle! I can’t help laughing!” They exchanged smiles at each other and finally exploded with unbridled laughter.

“I thought she looks like lion king!” Sylvester hooted with merriment. “I bet her husband won’t recognize her later on!”

Later that evening they returned home with bags of groceries to last them for days. Sylvester set up a duty roaster, assigning the particular chores they had to do. “Its time we corporate and split up the tasks.” he suggested. Slumping on the floor with markers of various colors and a big mahjong sheet in front of him, he started drawing blocks of tables.

“I want to water the flowers at the garden! That’s all I’m doing!” said in a spoilt-child manner.

“Its unfair!” Sylvester chided, “You can’t just choose the easiest one. What about cleaning the floor , laundry, trimming the weeds, and tidying the rooms and wiping the furniture?”

“Duh!” she smacked his head violently, “You will do all that!”

“No violence!” he yelled like a kid, darting off from her maladroit attack. “I can’t believe you’re a girl.”

“Who says a girl must be demure, soft-spoken and gentle?” challenged coolly with a wink. “No one sets that rule. Isn’t it?”

“All right you win.” he gave in, couldn’t be bothered with her. “Besides watering the plants, why not you trim the weeds too?” he suggested, “Then for the rest of the chores, I will do it all.”

“What a good offer!” she clapped, bobbling up and down with enthusiasm. “I only need to do 2 stuffs. Okay! Set! Confirm! Guarantee! Plus stamp! And you’ll settle the rest of the housework.” With that, she bounced off the sofa and dashed to the kitchen.

“I will prepare baked rice for dinner!” shouted.

“Sure.” he muttered as if it was his last sadistic day on Earth.

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Two hours before dinner commenced, was busy in the kitchen, dicing boiled carrots. “Need my help?” Sylvester asked with a grin, popping his head out at the kitchen entrance.

“It will be very much appreciated.” said, “Help me mash those potatoes.” she pointed at a huge bowl of diced potatoes.

“Woo hoo!” he rubbed his palms together with eagerness, “Its my first time helping out in culinary.” Rolling up his sleeves, he started squashing the potato with a fork.

“Oh ya. You need to add some of these.” she reminded, throwing a packet of flour at his direction.

Sylvester was clumsy. But his pride was so intense for the moment he didn’t want to display his clumsiness. Wanting to be as cool as the matrix, he suavely grabbed the package of flour and squashed it open.

Oops. More of a hindrance then help.

The whole packet of white flour ruptured out from the hole and aimed itself right at his face. “Hell no!” he exclaimed in shock. Followed by that was a huge sneeze from him.

“My God!” ’s first reaction was staggered, then replaced by an amused grin. She broke into laughter upon seeing his all-white face and hair. She chuckled innocently, pointing at his face. “Now you look more like a vampire!”

Sylvester’s lips twisted into a mischievous smile. Although he was in flour, something wild was running in his mind. “You laugh at me?? How dare you!” he smirked and then tossed flour at her face.

“AHHHH!” screamed, disgusted at the white powder all over her face and blouse. She allowed herself to join in the fun, splashing flour back at his face.

Just like two playful kids, they tossed flour at each other as laughter filled the place. Their tools of ‘revenge’ even involved tomato sauces, sugar and any flavorings they could find on the kitchen shelves. For the moment, they had totally forgotten their main purpose – To prepare baked rice.

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“On my bloody God!” yelled in awe, grabbing her hair. “I can’t believe the mess we made!” Astounded, the both of them looked around the kitchen (mostly covered in white now). “Auntie Florence’s goanna kill us if she ever sees this.”

“And her lion king hairdo would blew up even bigger.” Sylvester added with a snort. “Looks like we need to make do with a pizza delivery for dinner.”

Fun over. It was time to clean up the catastrophic mess. rushed to the toilet for a mop and dashed out as soon as she got it. She was running on the slippery floor (all thanks to the flour) that she tripped and fell forward.

At the moment she was falling, Sylvester choose to turn his back around. All happened to fast, like a speed of a bullet train. As fell, her hands caught onto Sylvester’s sleeves, plunging him down. Her face hovered over him and she fell right on top of him.

The next thing she knew -- their lips touched. That warm feeling of his lips sent fibers of nervousness all over her body, making her heart jumped. They remained at that position for 3 seconds of shock before whipping back to reality.

The two blushing tomatoes abruptly disentangled themselves from each other. “Its all your fault!” shrieked loudly, smacking his arm. She was too embarrassed and incensed to tell him he had taken away her first kiss.

“That was an accident!” Sylvester countered back. Mixed feelings gulped him down. Part of him was sorry. Part of him was embarrassed. And strange enough, part of him was also over the moon.

Followed by that, he pretended to vomit. Without his realization, that only annoyed further.

“Screw you!” was even more offended now. She shoved herself off the floor and stormed out of the kitchen in irate glides.

But despite all that, the ever-increasing heartbeat was still there. Anonymous sparks flew in the air unknowingly.

“What have I done?” Sylvester muttered to himself and frowned.

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