Felix barely touched his dinner, his mind clearly elsewhere.

Oblivious Carol didn't make the connection that he wasn't keen on sharing the meal with her.

Once the meal was over, she had no reason to stay, but she lingered, unable to bear leaving. Felix didn't say a word to keep her

there.

Eventually, Carol took the initiative, "Could you walkdown to hail a cab? I'm a bit scared."

Their neighborhood was quite secluded, and though there was a bus stop right outside, at this late hour, who knew if she'd run into

the kind of thugs she'd encountered before.

Just as Felix was about to nod, a clap of thunder rumbled outside, followed by a streak of lightning, and the power went out.

Darkness enveloped the room, accompanied by the storm outside.

Old houses were prone to tripping the circuit breaker. Felix fetched his phone for light, "Just sit for a bit, we'll leave when the

power's back."

Carol was only too glad to stay, "Got any candles?"

Felix rummaged through a drawer and lit a few candles before starting to clear the table.

Carol grabbed his hand, "Letclean up, you cooked, so I'll take care of the dishes."

He paused, tempted to shake her off, but refrained.

Eagerly, Carol began clearing the dishes to the kitchen, which was barely big enough for one person and pitch dark, save for the

light from the living room.

Felix placed a candle by the fridge.

For Carol, it was a experience - washing dishes on a stormy night with a man she fancied.

face, but then she accidentally knocked over a

door, Felix watched her bend down to pick up the shards

another

said firmly, "Step out, I'll do

Carol turned to leave but stepped on a shard, cutting

"Ouch."

the droplets of

as he pulled her

the pain, instinctively clung to his

blinked several times to hold

sat on the couch as Felix lit another candle and examined her

toes curled,

as he disinfected

meeting his gaze, she

placed the iodine on the

finish the dishes. When

return to the kitchen. He swept up the broken pieces and rolled up his sleeves to

seemed effortless

in ten minutes, keeping her

Power was still out.

couch, perked up

"Sure."

the fridge, sitting beside

soft candlelight that made his

him for a moment, then asked, "Felix, you really

growing up?"

"No."

orange tasting sweet in her

I don't need a car or a house, and I don't care how

we could still make

quickly, "You

of guilt; she didn't truly like him that deeply—his face was her favorite thing so

tonight, watching him cook, clean, surrounded by books on finance, she felt he wouldn't always work for

her

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