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Finally, a call from the reception of the hotel came.
"Sirs, a miss Kara says you invited her."
"Indeed, you can let her pass."
"Very well."
A few instants later, knocks came from the main door.
"It's her. Can you open, Simon?"
"Looks like she's in a hurry to torture me," grumbled Simon. "What's the number of Save the Children again?"
He still went and opened, bowing acidly.
"Ave Caesar, morituri te sa..."
"Simon? Hi, I'm Kara," interrupted the babysitter.
Simon grudgingly looked up.
And kept looking.
"Er... Hi..."

"It's his very first time with a babysitter," said Julius. "If there's a problem, don't hesitate to call, I gave you our numbers."
"Oh, don't worry, I think we'll get along just fine," replied Gordon's sister. "Well, if he stops calling me Caesar."
Surprised, Julius and Frontsek looked at Simon.
Who was looking at Kara with the dumbest, goofiest grin he ever had.
They understood and stifled a chuckle.
"Still, we'll try and come back the soonest we can. I think it should be at 1 am at the latest. You can order fast food or..."
"Yeah yeah yeah, okay, come on, go, you're gonna miss the cab!" interrupted Simon as he downright pushed the two adult men out of the room.
When the door closed, they laughed.
"Have you seen his face?!"
"Yeah, that's so cute!"
"His first crush!"
"We'll have to tease him later!"
And they left for the auction.

Art by  buckdasystem
Simon and Kara (well, THIS Kara ) © me