Chapter 62 — The Invitation.
I guess my slowness was yet to come back to normal. Just the movement of lifting my hand took a few seconds.
’I wonder if sloths know they are slow? Do they just think things move too fast and they are the ones with "normal speed"?... It kind of makes sense after living like one for two weeks.’
I somehow got accustomed to the speed I previously had, but now that I was recovering, I got slower. If before was frustrating...
’Life never fails to play pranks on me...’
Now it’s just Annoying.
Furthermore, my efforts this time were in vain.
Just as I was about to grab the freaking bell, the Duke opened the door sneakily.
I guess he thought I had yet to wake up, and, since he promised to come back in the morning, he only wanted to check out if I was still asleep... Or even healthy.
Seeing how his head peeked out from the edge of the slightly opened door, I couldn’t even get mad at how those ten seconds it took me to get close to grab that blimey bell went to the trash.
"Ah... Good Morning, Dear. I apologise for coming in without knocking before... I saw Paige outside... and... she said you had yet to wake up..."
My hand was still unfolded towards the bell and in tiredness I let it drop on the table.
’... This one took a toll on us...’