I lvoe him already! COUld ya start?
Sunlight poured through the window, right into Natheniel's face. Groaning, he turned over; why were the curtains open? So early... His eyes fluttered open, and he slightly squinted, wondering why the light was coming at a weird angle. He sat up and checked the clock. Eleven-thirty-six? He didn't know he'd been asleep this late...
Whitney came into the room. "Sir, I'm supposed to make your bed," she snarled tentaviley.
But Natheniel was tired... He flopped back onto his pillows, sighing. "Can't you do that some other time..? Oh, and did you open my curtains? You know I hate that."
"No I can't do it some other time, and yes I did open the curtains just to annoy you." Whitney glared at him. "What are you gonna do about it?"
Natheniel rolled his eyes before closing them, not quite so tired anymore. Such an attitude... "Well, then. Maybe I'll stay here in bed just to annoy you."
Whitney shrugged and came over. "Alright then." She began to straithen the covers around him and fluff the pillow, trying not to be awaare of the fact that as she did this, her breast was directly over his face.
Alistaire's eyes opened when she started fluffing his pillow, but quickly shut them again, slightly blushing. "Are you aware that you're in my face right now..." he muttered, trying to sound nonchalant.
Whitney glared at him. "Yes. I am. Now stop speaking." She then turned and began to stalk out of the room.
"Hey!" Natheniel called after her, not bothering to sit up. "Bring my breakfast up here, would you? I don't feel like getting up today..."
"Whatever." She glared at him and then turned and began to leave once more, her face as red as her shirt.
Natheniel smirked and sat up. "Wait!" he called after her again; he couldn't help hating to be alone. "You're just gonna leave me?"
Whitney turned and placed a hand on her curvy hip. "Yes. So what?"
This girl was so... Agh. Natheniel sighed, just looking her over, studying her. "Maybe I don't want you to leave."
Her eyes widened. "What would you do to me if I stayed?" she asked leaning against the door frame.
Natheniel rolled his eyes. "You make it sound like I'm gonna rape you or something, jeez. Isn't having some company allowed around here?"
Natheniel rolled his eyes. "You make it sound like I'm gonna r.ape you or something, jeez. Isn't having some company allowed around here?"
"Since when were slaves considered company to their masters?" she shot back..
Natheniel felt his smile falter in frustration, but managed to keep it on his face. "Since now, apparently."