Rollin' Rollin' - AA (Double A) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CTOrqOfa6k0     -------------------- Narrator’s P.O.V:     Early the next morning, Miyoung started to change her clothes. She was planning on going grocery shopping, since there was no food in the house.     L. Joe had helped her move things around yesterday, so it looked half-furnished, for now.   Inwardly, she sighed. *I can’t believe I’m housing an android.*   After slipping off her silky pajama top, she began putting on a casual t-shirt when the door burst wide open, “MASTER MIYOUNG!”   “AHH!” She yelped, flinching back in shock. Her t-shirt flung across the room. In a swift catch, L. Joe grabbed it and blinked at it.   “Y-Yah!” Miyoung ducked under the covers, pulling it around her securely.   “Yes?” L. Joe tilted his head to one side with a sweet smile.   Miyoung couldn’t believe this. No matter how strange he was, he had to have at least a bit of common sense.   “What are you doing here?! Get out!” She shrieked.   “But you dropped this!” He took a step forward, holding up the shirt with wide eyes.   “Just leave it!”   “But—“   “OUT!”   Wordlessly, L. Joe set the shirt on the bed and left. Miyoung’s eyes followed him as he walked out and quietly shut the door behind him. She got up and scratched her head in slight confusion.   *Was he just… sulking?* Miyoung tilted her head to one side in surprise. *Wait, why would I even care?* Shaking her head, she grabbed her t-shirt and slipped it on. *All I have to do is house him for a little bit, until it’s safe for him to go home. He’s just a robot, after all.*   After tying her hair into two pigtails, Miyoung walked out of her room and made her way to the front entrance. She stopped, however, when L. Joe looked up from staring into space. Suddenly alert, he hurried over, but made sure not to get too close to her.   “Master—I mean, Miyoung—where are you going?” He quietly spoke, eyes not meeting hers.   “…I’m going grocery shopping.” She slipped on her shoes, “We need food.”   “Food… right. Humans need food to survive.” L. Joe repeated, as if reminding himself of that. Miyoung gave him a weird look. *Is he… okay?*   “Alright, Byunghun. I’ll be going now. Don’t forget to lock the doors and don’t open the door for strangers—“ Miyoung’s sentence was cut off as she stared into L. Joe’s eyes. *Ohmygod.*   It was pretty obvious that he was sulking. His pink lips curled up into a perfect pout, as if he didn’t want to say his next words.       “Have a safe trip…”   Miyoung struggled to not care, but after seeing his full frown, she couldn’t. She couldn’t leave him here. *Stupid kind heart.* Defeated, she slowly raised her head up, “…L. Joe.”   “Yes?”   “Would you like to come with me?” She raised an eyebrow.   “Come… with you?” He said, as if the sentence as in a foreign language. Miyoung slowly nodded.   Bit by bit, L. Joe’s face glowed, “Yes! I’ll come!”   “Hurry up, then.” She urged, feeling awkward.   “Okay!” He grinned charmingly and slipped on his shoes as he followed her out.   --------------------------   *Shopping, shopping, shopping~* L. Joe hummed inside his head as he watched the scenery pass by from inside Miyoung’s car.   Miyoung shook her head with a slight grin as she glanced at him in the passenger’s seat. *It was a smart idea to bring him, after all.*  The bright light from outside streamed through the car windows, making his blonde hair glow like a halo.   Miyoung was awed for a second before he abruptly turned to look at her, “Miyoung?”   Flustered, she blinked twice, “Huh?”   “The streetlight’s red.”   It took no hesitation for her to slam on the brakes. The car quickly halted, making the two lurch forward. Thankfully, she had stopped in time.   L. Joe snickered and clapped his hands, “That was fun! Do it again!”   “No way!” Miyoung stared at him as if he was crazy, “We could’ve gotten into serious trouble!”   “Then you should’ve kept your eyes on the road.” He let out a mischievous smile. Miyoung was taken aback for a second, before she muttered, “Wiseguy.” L. Joe merely grinned and hummed again, drumming his slender fingers against the windowpane.   Minutes later, Miyoung turned into a plaza and parked the car at a local grocery st