The Velazquez's 3
"I'm sorry. Really sorry.", Mly hurriedly apologized and ran to scrutinize his hair for any burnt strands. "Phew.", she said and sat on the sand beside him when she didn't find any burnt strands.
Manheim looked shaken. He wasn't too particular about his hair but he wouldn't have liked it burnt right atop his head although it seemed there was more to the strange look in his eyes. "S-so...when did you discover that you can shoot...laser beams?", he asked, his voice almost trembling.
"Manheim, are you okay?", Mly, asked with a worried and concerned tone. "Yes, I'm fine.", he replied, closing his eyes and assuming his normal neutral demeanor. "So, when?", he asked. "I don't know, Manheim.", Mly replied, looking somewhat disappointed. "Mly, I'm fine,...
Manheim looked shaken. He wasn't too particular about his hair but he wouldn't have liked it burnt right atop his head although it seemed there was more to the strange look in his eyes. "S-so...when did you discover that you can shoot...laser beams?", he asked, his voice almost trembling.
"Manheim, are you okay?", Mly, asked with a worried and concerned tone. "Yes, I'm fine.", he replied, closing his eyes and assuming his normal neutral demeanor. "So, when?", he asked. "I don't know, Manheim.", Mly replied, looking somewhat disappointed. "Mly, I'm fine,...