The Assassin's Cupid {Under Editing}

Wrong answer

Aneeqa.

I was woken by the annoying ray of sunlight forcing its way into my eyes.

I gave up fighting it by opening my eyes, sitting up.

Well, Today's another day. I'm alive, that's enough reason to Thank God.

I looked at the Rikon quartz clock hanging on the wall opposite me.

11:21

11:21? I know I'm not doing anything today but I still overslept.

Can I blame myself? No. Why? I got home by 3am!!! And I didn't even sleep straight away. I had to browse what 'doce' meant from the translator app.

It turned out to mean candy in portugese.

Great. I have a partner that calls me candy.

Candy!!

I groaned as I got up wearily and grabbed my phone from the bed side table.

I almost dropped it accidentally but didn't, which reminded me that I had to create a case for my iOS at casetify today.

Trudging to my closet, more incidents from yesterday flooded my head.

And that's when it hit me.

I got employed as an assassin in a secret agency?!!!!!!!

Holy crap! That's huge.

I couldn't believe this.

I mean, yesterday I really thought I was going to be done for but instead I got employed.

And if I'm asked, that's a freakishly amazing way to start your summer.

Although it was kinda weird that it's a secret agency and it's working with the FBI and CIA.

I shoved the thoughts down my brain as I decided to ask Lyrik about it later.

I picked out my outfit for the day and walked into the bathroom.

I was about to put my toothbrush in my mouth when my hazel green eyes came in contact with my reflection's and I noticed that I still had Lyrik's black hoodie on.

I totally forgot to give it back.

Meh, maybe later I'd give it back.

Shoving more thoughts down my head, I brushed my teeth and had my bath.

*~*

Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, I was putting on a magenta sleeveless pleated top and black denim jeans but my blonde, too full, kinky curly hair was wet.

I opened one of the drawers in the bathroom cabinet and got out my hair blow dryer. I switched it on as I directed it to my hair.

I stepped out of the bathroom and in fear, immediately screamed,....squealed,..Yelped, Pointing the hair blow dryer as a weapon at the figure that stood few metres away.

I didn't know what I did but I sure sounded like a dying turkey.

I looked away and shut my eyes, hoping that the appliance will some what protect me.

There was a freaking intruder in my room!!

Slowly looking up and opening one eye first, I saw Lyrik standing there with his hands in his pocket, his eyes shut and his black hair being blown out as the heat from the dryer hit his face.

Wait. Lyrik?!

Recognising the intruder, I turned off the hair blow dryer and lowered my hand.

"Lyrik?"