"Is this what you call hiding?"
I turned my head to my left, setting my eyes on Hugo, who sat beside me. When I asked him if we should hide together, Hugo was a little... puzzled. The reason was, he told me he wasn't used to hiding unless Daniel hid him for a talk. That was the reason he took me to one of Daniel's favorite hiding spots; it was an empty room that no one used with white sheets covering the furniture.
Now the two of us were sitting on the windowsill. My feet were swinging back and forth, holding the blanket he offered me to cover myself. Meanwhile, Hugo rested his back against the frame, facing me with his one knee up. He rested his arm on his knee, shrugging as an answer to my previous question.
