Belle mumbled, "I'm tired," and let her body free-fall onto the soft mattress of her bed. Her mind was a tangled mess over Allen; she couldn't gauge his intentions anymore. It felt as though he was deliberately trying to get under her skin, yet strangely, she didn't find herself genuinely annoyed by his sudden shift in attitude. If she was being honest, a part of her was glad that he was voluntarily reaching out to her again.
[You actually like that guy?!] Ceres's voice exploded inside her mind, prompting Belle to roll her eyes. Ceres always had a knack for turning a simple thought into a massive ordeal.
"I like him as a friend," Belle countered mentally. "Allen was never mean to me. Even though we rarely spent time together, he was always the one who showed up when I needed someone the most."
[Then where exactly was he when you found out about Neon's condition?]
