Faita's room

just you
"faita replys"

Teresa smirks "Thats sweet, but you really don't need anything?" she asks once more looking down at the flower in her hand.

"faita smirks"
well......if it's not to much to ask
"smirks"
could you get me some food

Teresa nods "Of course I will. Anything in particular though?" she asks smiling.

bread, and chiken please
"faita smirks"
I would also like ice cold water

"How about you just call someone to bring it for you?" Teresa says with a smirk "I don't feel like leaving again." she says softly yawning.

okay
"faita says with a smile"
.......
"faita called for the food"

Teresa rests back on a chair rubbing her eyes gently. She closes her eyes slowly and streches her arms then folds them across her chest. Teresa runs her hands through her hair and sighs softly.

are you tired Teresa
"Faita says"

Teresa once again yawns lightly "Oh, no! Not at all." she states smiling reassuringly.

bored than
"smirks"
if you are tired you can come in here with me

"What if I hurt you or something?" Teresa asks blinking. She smiles "Well, to tell you the truth, I am bored, but just a bit. Its just that it reminds me of home except better." she states.

"faita smirks"
you won't hurt me more than I am already hurt

"Well I don't want you to be in more pain than you already are." Teresa replies taking out a nail file from her purse.

okay
"faita faints and falls asleep"

Teresa raises an eyebrow as she looks at Faita. She covers his body with a blanket. She smiles and goes back to the chair then continues filing her nails.

"faita yawns in his sleep"
.....................

Teresa takes out a small case from the purse. She opens it and puts on the glasses inside it. She silently reads a book. She pauses placing it on her lap occationally turning to Faita.

"faita starts to shake and scream"
Nooooooo
"he is having a nightmare"

Teresa gently places her hand on his cheek "Faita wake up!"

"faita jumps up terrified"
teresa......

"Are you okay?" Teresa asks in a worried tone creasing her face with concern.

"faita is still shaking"
ju....just a horrible nightmare

"Do you want to talk about it?" Teresa asks softly stroking his hair.

n....no
"faita says grimly"