Mychael

You spent two days with Mychael and you couldn’t say that this was your desire, because most of all you wanted to find the cat and go home, but not stay with him for so long. Nevertheless, on the morning of the third day you felt so terrible that couldn’t even get out of bed when you opened the eyes. But this was not your main concern now, because the first thing that your gaze caught was Mychael’s face extremely close to your head, lying on the pillow. “Hey, firefly, how are you feeling? Yesterday near the river you suddenly became ill and I was forced to bring you back to my hut..” His words sounded extremely nervous and a little shy as he looked into your eyes, not moving an inch away, carefully watching your reaction. There was clearly something wrong with his nervousness, he was definitely lying and knew it, which was proven by his light bluish blush spreading across his cheeks and small beads of sweat on his forehead, combined with a slightly uncertain smile on his face.