Chapter 23: Not a Couple II
Next day
It was 10 AM when Sam woke up in Levi’s bed, a blue blanket over her. Her eyes scanned his bedroom for a moment, it was a simple averaged sized room nothing more than ordinary. A wardrobe and a bedside table were the only furniture that was there with the bed. His room was tidy, which was surprising considering the usual state of his kitchen and parlor with papers and books laying around. She reckons his flat would look like a dump if Mrs. Whitehall wasn’t literally taking care of his overgrown ass. But then again, she would be a hypocrite if she claimed she was any better. She had a cleaning lady as well, visiting her place 3 times a week. But her place was nothing like his, it was far from ordinary. Her flat was in a way like Pentonville prison, and she was under constant monitoring.
Minutes later she stretched in bed, then swung her legs off. She got up and walked towards the door.
"Good morning Mrs. Whitehall," Sam said, stepping out of the bedroom.
"Dear, you’re finally awake. I was worried you went into a coma." Mrs. Whitehall joked from Levi’s kitchen, washing the dishes.
"How are you today?" Sam asked
"I’m fine dear. But, how are you? It seems like you had a tough week." The older woman said, noting the redhead’s tired eyes. This caused Sam to laugh, "I was really busy." she lied through her teeth; the truth was she had trouble sleeping, memories haunting her.
Sam made her way towards the sofa in the living room.
"Seems like they’re back." Mrs. Whitehall said, hearing the front door open and close, "how about tea, dear?" She added, "Tea would be great, thank you, Mrs. Whitehall."
Just as Levi opened the door, Mrs. Whitehall walked out. Levi unlatched the leash off Mo’s collar and the dog walked towards his master on the sofa. "Hey, bud. Did you enjoy your walk? Good to know." Sam said, patting his head.
"Sorry, about passing out," Sam told Levi. "Elle called this morning, asked me to tell you your belongings are in your place." He responded. "Ah, yeah. I kinda ditched her." Sam said, starting to collect Mozart’s things in his flat. Levi watched sadness underneath his hazel eyes, he felt attached with the dog truth be told. Growing up they weren’t allowed to have pets in the house, but then again, he wouldn’t want innocent animals living in that hell hole, Levi thought darkly. For a moment flashes of his childhood came to mind and he pushed it down.
Sam saw the sadness that laid behind his eyes. "I’ll take him with me during Game Night." She said, earning a nod of approval from the suited blond.