When I Turned the Television On

When I Turned The Television On.

| Seth Paver |

"Thank you so much, Nathan. You were a really great help to me."
"No problem, Seth. I'll always be here if you need me. We're just... one call away."
"Haha, yeah. You may go now, Nathan, before Alice sees you here with me."
"Of course. I must leave immediately."
"Goodbye, Nathan. See you soon."
"You too, Seth."

I open the door and lead Nathaniel out of the house.

"Take care, Seth."
"Same to you too, Nathan."

He smiles and salutes to me.
The vehicle leaves the driveway and turns to the street.
It moves on towards the direction of the highway.
I go back inside the house and up the stairs.
I see Alice in my room, staring at all my luggage on the floor.
She speaks with a touch of bitterness in her tone.

"Where did these come from?"

I look at her and she faces me.

"Uh... those people who move stuff... they placed them here. Why?"
"Ah."
"Yeah..."

I glance at her chest by accident.

"Simon?"
"Wh-what?"
"Do you want me to help you?"
"Huh??"

I put on a shocked expression.

"Yeah, I know... it's weird. It's just that there's nothing to do here in the house."
"N-no, it's okay. I can do this by myself."
"Are you sure?"
"Definitely. I can handle it."
"Okay then..."

She leaves and goes back to her room.

I still can't believe it.
She's 17 years old.

But why are her boobs that small?