"No..what's wrong love..?"
"Nothing!"
She jumped a little
"I'm sorry..I just..n-nevermind..food will be ready in a second.."
"I...alright..."
-I am troubled-
she kept cooking having flash backs but she didn't say anything she just kept cooking
"W-what do you want to drink.."
she was looking down and not at Amalthea
"Um...anything...is fine..."
-Why...does she call me this? Love...i-it is romantic yes? But we-we are friends...we are, aren't we? And why...why does the thought of this word meaning nothing...upset me somehow...-
"Ok..uhm-..i-ill stop calling you love from know on.."
she went to the fridge and grabbed apple juice out of the fridge
"..."
-No...no please don't... don't stop...-
"You know..if you want me to stop then I will, if you don't I'll keep calling you love.."
she put the apple juice on the counter and grabbed her hair tie she tied her hair up in a ponytail
She blushes a bit
"A-Ah..."
-WHY CAN'T I SAY IT!-
