"If you are talking about your romantic nightmare, yes it ended last night. Have you forgotten already? Or do you even want to forget?" Noah was being sarcastic because he wanted to lift his little punk's mood.
However, 'the little punk' seemed even more upset. "I'm not getting up. I don't want to go to school."
Noah didn't grant her wish though, "That won't do. Your homework is piling up on the table. Have you ever noticed that?"
He clutched the comforter and pulled it away. After that, he grabbed her left leg and pulled her out of the bed just like he used to do when she was a child. Even though she grew up into a young beautiful lady, in his eyes, she was still a six years old child.
Noah scratched his cheek and probed, "Are you sure? I believe that you need to meet someone who wasn't supposed to talk to you today. Or maybe, I'm mistaking something-"
