When I Turned the Television On

When I Turned The Television On.

| Seth Paver |

As I go downstairs to grab some food to eat, I think of Alice and the stunned look on her face.
I bring my fingers to my mouth.
I could still feel her tender lips on mine, her sweet revenge piercing through me like a poisonous needle...

I open the fridge and randomly grab a carton of milk.
I proceed to the living room and slump sleepily on the couch.

"Let - me - go!"

I only noticed now that she has some kind of faint melody in her voice when she talks.

Then out of nowhere, something makes my heart race; a quiver emerges from my chest.
I turn red that I had to place my hand over my face.
I quickly gulp down the milk and throw the carton in the nearest trash can.

Oh God.
I can't believe I went so close to Alice that I met her chest by accident...

I twitch.

Did she..
Did she finally manage to grow a good size of boobs?

I frown and shake my head vigorously.

Goddammit, Seth!
This isn't the time to think of lewd things!

But the thought still stays in my mind.

Her chest isn't a flat book anymore!

I chuckle softly to myself and rest my head on the armchair of the couch.

Alice's pain was so strong that I had to carry her load of burden from her.
And I know I had done the right thing.