Chester was lying over Oleander's lap and let out a sigh…for the fourth time now. Oleander looked down from his book at the bun on his lap and raised an eyebrow. “What is it my darling?” he asked.
“I am soooo Booored.” Chester whined and looked at Oleander with huge, sad eyes.
Oleander let out a little chuckle. “What does my bored little dear want to do then?” he asked with a smirk.
“I don’t know….” Chester said and looked away. He normally does not ...