76 If (1/2)

”Sigh...why do I even try?” the girl muttered through bites of spaghetti.

Vixen stared at her for a second, his eyes resting on her lips again.

Brianna caught his gaze and slowly leaned away from him, ”what is it this time? Another playing around with my feelings session?”

Vixen grabbed the napkin and raised it up to her lips, stopping when she flinched and continuing after she gave a nod of approval. He wiped off a piece of spaghetti and sauce on her lips and pinched her cheeks after.

”Not everything I do involves hurting someone's feelings,” Vixen huffed, tightening his pinch and shaking her cheeks as he dropped the napkin back on the table.

”My apologies, Mr. Gentleman,” Brianna blushed, ”your actions prove otherwise at times.”

”Not my problem,” Vixen shrugged, playing with his phone but not turning it on.

Brianna watched his movements while swallowing her spaghetti.

”You came late today. Again,” Brianna muttered, ”it's the third time this week… in fact, you haven't been on time in a few months but you always leave my room on time.”

”Sorry for not being able to spend time with you, mother,” Vixen teased.

”Oh COME ON! I can accept a friend zone but seriously?? Mother zoned?? I don't even want to be like your mother,” Brianna pouted, leaning over the table to lightly hit Vixen on the shoulder.

”Just calling you by what you seem like the most to me,” Vixen shrugged, ”besides you are older than me.”

”Literally one year and 5 months deference,” Brianna sighed.

”It's enough,” Vixen smirked, ”at least you aren't grandma.”

Brianna opened her mouth to refute him but backed off when she realized he was right, ”I seriously hate you,” she sneered, easing back into her seat in front of her table.

They sat in silence again.

”What's the reason you were late,” Brianna asked.

”New patient,” Vixen replied blankly.

”New patient?” Brianna's face perked up in surprise.

��I don't want to repeat myself,” Vixen retorted.

”You mean you've been spending extra time on the new patient than on me?” Brianna asked.

”Sure. Call it that,”

Brianna gave him a sideways glare before continuing. ”Why haven't I seen her yet? Last time I heard, new attendees were allowed to eat in the canteen with the others after their third month here. Has she not stayed three months yet?”

”She has,”

”Then why-”

”Shut up and eat,” Vixen stuffed a biscuit into Brianna's mouth.