Once again, his prolonged silence triggered several overthinking pathways in her and she feared him saying something that might hurt or dull her not so bright self-esteem.
''Black Dragon Immortal, I think I had too much to drink that I came here just to bother you with silly words, isn't it?''
There it was again.
He stared at her in complete disbelief as she looked down as if embarrassed by something as she itched the side of her face nervously. While trying to ease the tension between them with a not so genuine smile.
The Black Dragon found it impossible within himself to find a name for this.
It was weird.
Strange and much more annoying than sleeping one hundred thousand years and waking up to face the same thing you tried so hard to avoid and abandon.
It bothered him till the point of a small questioning curve moved along his well-shaped eyebrows.
It angered and as well as worried him.
What was this?
What was she doing?
