"You sure?" Nora placed her palm on his forehead. "You know, we could go some other time if you aren't feeling too well". Nora added looking all worried. "I'm fine big sis. It was just a slight nosebleed". Grace quickly gave a rejoinder to easy Nora's worries. "Alright. Quickly, have your breakfast". Nora beckoned to him, leading him to the chair and pulling out a seat for him. "T...thank you". Grace asked embarrassingly.
Nora munched on a sandwich and a can of beer that she had pulled out from her bag. "Big sis?". Grace quietly called out. Nora looked up from her phone and stared at him. "Hm?". She gave a sluggish response. "You...you shouldn't drink. It's bad for your health". Grace stuttered out. "Oh! this? That's how I start my day kiddo. Yeah I know it's bad for my health. So you shouldn't drink also and end up leaving a haggard life later, okay?". Nora gave her reply then smiled. "Oh!". Grace exclaimed beneath his breaths and continued with his food.
"Your bodyguard will be tagging along with us. The head of maid allowed me to secretly take you out without your parents consent. I feel she takes pity on you". Nora said then looked up, locking gaze with that of Grace. "Pity Uhn?". Grace's voice went low feeling aggrieved. "Your parents never take you out. Only few educational social outings. All work and no play makes Grace a dull boy". Nora leaned over and playfully flicked her finger on his forehead. "C'mon now, let's get going quickly. We should be back about an hour to two before dinner". Nora let out her hand to Grace.
He stared at the hand reaching out to him. He hurriedly slipped his little hands into hers, as if fearing that she would withdraw it and he would lose the hand that actually reached out to him in concern. The two walked out through the grand door to meet a young handsome guy dressed casually compared to his work outfit when Mr and Mrs Stanley presence were active. "You're Grace's bodyguard right?" Nora flung her black leather jacket over her shoulder and tilted her head to the side while examining him. "Good day Ms. Nora. I'm Des. short for Desmond. I'm young master Grace's bodyguard". Fred introduced himself.
"Oh! Good day Desmond. It's fine. No need for politeness. You can just call me Nora". Nora replied with courtesy. "Alright Nora". Desmond nodded. A car drove and stopped in front of them. "This will be your ride young master". Desmond watched the driver highlight the car and handed the key over to him then stepped forward to open the door for Nora and Grace. "Thank you". Nora and Grace chorused then hopped into the car. Desmond stared the engine the slowly drove out through the gates.
"PUNNNK!" Tobby yelled out the moment Nora picked up his call. "What do you want Tobby?". Nora expressionlessly asked over the phone. "You're advice was the worst one could ever get". Tobby nagged. "Duhh! You didn't wait for me to complete my statement yesterday. You were at fault for not listening to the very end". Nora scolded. "Uhn? Did I miss anything important?" Tobby confusedly asked. "Yes you did". Nora replied. "Yeah whatever. But still what was with the advice and pick-up line you gave me? I literally called her a bitch ". Tobby screamed at the phone. "No you didn't". Nora replied again.
"I indirectly did brat. *How about we hit the way home together, then have our own little puppies* wasn't that what you told me to say?'. Tobby reiterated. "Oh that?". Nora nonchalantly asked. "She thought it indirectly called her a bitch. You are...". Tobby blabbered and tried to continue but then the call was cut. Nora ended the call and placed her phone on her laps. She stared at the less busy streets compared to a working day and the weekend day which was Saturday. It was Sunday and few atheist and pagans roam the street during their various activities which the religious had gone to the church or so.