Her nose wrinkled up considerably in disgust and she shook her head instantly. “No, definitely not ‘doll’. I’ll take ‘princess’ over ‘doll’ any day,” she conceded and huffed softly in defeat. She hated when she lost something, even if it was as trivial as a nickname. It was a little silly, but wasn’t the name ‘princess’ used for a daughter or something? It idly made her hope that he didn’t see her as a sister or a daughter or something, but she quickly banished the thought from her mind as rapidly as it had entered it.
Leah didn’t know what had come over her, but something compelled her to reach out and snatch the cigarette from between his lips. But the moment she had it? She didn’t know what to do with it, so instead of dropping it somewhere she slipped into his room past him and into the bathroom to run it under the cold tap water. She tossed it into the trash can after the deed was done and emerged with a triumphant expression. “Don’t smoke around me. Your voice may mean nothing to you, but I don’t want to lose my voice because you have to smoke that crap.”
She blushed scarlet and shook her head. “N-no.. I was just rehearsing and I thought that I was late so I ran out of my room without bothering to change because I forg- my number?”