Chapter 17: YOU OWE ME, ARISTIA
Aristia massaged her slightly sore fingers after she had completed the history assignment. It was the least she could do for Aristia after occupying her body, even if it was just for a day.
"You owe me, Aristia." She said into the air. "I just did your homework for you."
She glanced around her, making sure there was no chance of anyone listening. She didn't want anyone to think she was crazy.
She stood up and stretched her limbs, before turning to check on Alaric. She smiled at his little form as he had fallen asleep sprawled out on her bed, the almost empty bowl of snacks sitting beside him.
She looked outside the window at the sun which was already setting, painting the sky orange.
"I'm sure Alaric didn't drink any water after he ate the snacks. I don't want him to have dry coughs at night." She muttered.
She walked towards the bed and picked up the glass of water from the tray on the bedside table. The full glasses confirmed her words.
She shook Alaric lightly and he stirred. "Alaric," she called out. "Al, drink some water."
"Huh?" Alaric answered groggily as Aristia held him up. He opened his mouth as Aristia fed him some water.