C88 The bickering
When Abigail woke up the next morning and opened her eyes, she saw Xander sitting on the couch like a king with one leg on another and his hands on his thighs. His eyes were centered firmly on her.
Abigail's sleepiness was not gone fully. She blinked quite a few times, trying to figure out if he was real or not. Her lips curled up slowly, and she muttered in a trance, “You look so real
