At Grande Avenue…
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Reo watched Ciara on the seat just by his bed, eating chicken and cooling off with her juice. He noticed she had spaced off into the subconscious. His eyes spotted the tomato paste all over her lips and chin. He smiled with amusement.
"She's just too cute…", he thought.
Then his eyes caught her pinky (little finger) subconsciously tugging on the neck of her hoodie. A sign of her discomfort in the clothes.
'Mm… Poor girl. She's been in that hoodie all day. She must be uncomfortable…', Reo thought sympathetically as he watched her subconscious tugging on the hoodie.
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"Hey… Are you done?... What are you mumbling and staring into space about? You're keeping me waiting.", he suddenly called from the bed, breaking Ciara's reverie.
"Uh- wa… Y- yeah… I'm done. I'm coming, sir!", Ciara licked the sauce off her fingers and shot up to her feet. She rushed towards Reo with messy paws.
