'I don't know where should I even start.'
'Hmn…'
'Maybe I should stop thinking for now and just pretend I'm a fish swimming in the ocean.'
Lydia paused.
Then she turned on her stomach and slumped her face on the pillow.
'Yes, I'm a beautiful fish in the wide, wide ocean.'
'I'm a fish.'
'I'm a fish.'
'I'm a fish.'
'I'm a…' Lydia paused when something stirred at the side.
"Mrrrp…"
'Huh?'
Lydia looked at her right.
Farah was stretching, making her small paws come out of the towel.
'Damn, she's waking up. I don't know how to deal with her.'
Lydia turned to her side as quietly as she could. Then she watched as Farah opened her eyes.
"Mrrr…"
Farah squeaked as she looked around.
Then her nose twitched as if she had just smelled a familiar scent.
Sniff
Sniff
When their eyes met, Farah remained still.
She blinked, not just once, but twice.
Then recognition hit.
"Chirrrip"
"Chirrrip"
"Chirrrip"
Farah squealed as she scrambled towards Lydia.
