And then chased off so that the adults could talk."Take Alan up to your room, Clare," said Mrs Morgan. "He can go over your homework with you and corr...ct any errors. He's quite clever you know. Remember to leave your door open, though." Yes, Mother," said Clare quietly, leaving the room, Alan trailing along behind."Look at them," they heard one of the adults say. "Two complete innocents, knowing nothing of the nastiness of the world."Reaching her room, Clare flung herself inside and dropped. He pulled away again. ‘Don’t try to distract me,’ he couldn’t help but laugh a little at her cute pout, ‘I came here specifically to talk to you.’ ‘Ok, fine,’ she groaned, ‘We can talk about it.’ She sat up with a bit of drama and great deal of eye rolling. As she flopped back against the couch cushions she reminded him of a fussy child about to throw a temper tantrum. Before he got a chance to tease her about it, she speared him with a predatory glare and said, ‘But I’m not going to agree to. All were too busy in their lives.We had a coffee and had a good conversation. I asked her where was her boyfriend. She said they broke up when college ended. I was very glad and had a cunning smile on my face.Me: Do you drink?Mona: Of course.Me: Do you want to join me today?Mona: My pleasure.Me: Let’s move to a hotel and get the liquor from the outside.The pubs were too expensive and this way, my dreams will also get fulfilled.She hesitated in going to the hotel. After convincing her a lot, she. She arrived at about eleven, little late than the last night. I didn't look at her when she entered the room, just kept my eyes buried to my notebook, continuously scribbling something, pretending to be fully engrossed in some kind of serious mathematical problem."Hi..." She smiled at me.I stared at her and then diverted my gaze back to my work.If I was expecting something, it didn't happen. She didn't speak further and sprawled on her bed, adjusted her pillows to rest her head in an elevated.