Andrea wasn’t sure what had happened, but she had a bad feeling about it. She ordered Rufus to go to his room immediately (and to stay there for the rest of the night) and locked all the doors before falling asleep in the living room. If her suspicions were right, calling the police wouldn’t do anything, so instead she… waited.
“Pao?”
This night, while Andrea’s… busy in the bathtub, it looks like Pao’s wish comes true.
Ugh, this seating arrangement doesn’t work for three. Rufus just kept glitching from left to right, complaining that he couldn’t move… I need to figure something out.
Afternoon activities.
Hey, look who’s up! Tabby immediately demands Pao’s attention.
And Andrea’s.
Of course she got this. Rufus caught his school bus and Andrea had cleaned the whole house and prepared tonights dinner by eleven. She forgot how much work the house and garden was… and to be honest, she actually enjoyed doing housework.
“Morning, darling.”
“Hey, didn’t see you there.”
“What are you doing?”
“Trying to wake Rufus up.”
“Okay, I’m heading off to bed. You got this?”
When Andrea wakes up next morning, the other side of the bed is empty. Ever since Pao started to stargaze (what a weird hobby, Andrea thinks), she’s been sleeping alone more often than not.
Pao’s day.
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