“I can’t do this anymore!”
Alina lets out a frustrated sigh as she throws the diagonal burr across the coffee table.
A pout starts to appear on her face as she contemplates the evil pieces of wood that just won’t do her bidding.
A glare joins the pout, in an attempt to force the pieces to put themselves together by sheer will.
She senses a shift on the couch behind her and then, a sigh, “What is it that you can’t do anymore?” Alina swears he’s mocking her but she still answers:
“That damned wooden puzzle you’re always playing with” She can’t believe she can’t do this. She is an apt pupil after all.
Why can’t she do this? Aleksander is doing and undoing the burr every day with an easieness that irks her. He just makes it look so simple.
Aleksander chuckles and Alina is about to turn to him her vengeful stare when she feels his hands on her shoulders. A wave of warmth spreads through her as soon as contact is made.
She hates this, how easily he can make her flustered. It’s a good thing she knows how to do the same to him as well, she muses.
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