HE REMEMBERS

I alight my eyes. I climbed the ladder and unzipped my tent.

Eliza laughs like it is incredibly amusing when it is not, saying things like, "Hey twin! Look at Zamiel! He is that hot! Oh my gosh." I yawned and left.

Instead, I said, "The morning is certainly beautiful and good. I give my twin a hug before releasing her after a little while.

I said, "Good morning."

She said, "Good morning to you as well, twin." Even so, she grinned at me.

I made fun of her, "Why do you look cheerful huh?" She didn't say anything other than a simple head nod.

Zamiel called out my name, "Nicole." I grinned as I looked at him.

I only said, "Good morning." He then gave me a big grin and a kiss on the lips.

He greeted me and said, "Good morning, too, baby. Your twin wakes up early. You seem to be in your tent for a long time." I roll my eyes as I stare at him.

I questioned him abruptly, "Did you pack your clothing already?" He has yet to set up his tent. Even when I glance at grandma's tent, it is already g