"Hi," he greets me with a smile while approaching me at the breakfast bar.

I've been observing him since he was at the shoe cabinet, didn't even dare to say anything afraid if I'd stupidly blurt out something weird because there's a chance he didn't even hear Abby just now.

"Eating cereal?" He asks when he notices the bowl in front of me.

"Uhh yeah. I'm so sorry, but, uhh, can I have some? I didn't know if you were home so I just grabbed it because I was too hungry. I'd go upstairs to look for you, ask for your permission if I can have it but since I'm not allowed to go up, so," so I just gobble what I found.

He grins at my lengthy apology, "It's okay, you can eat anything in this house, no permission required."

Including you?

"How about I cook you something proper? A real lunch." He heads straight to a kitchen drawer, pulling out a pan.

I was so nervous, so scared, I hadn’t realised he’s in his usual outdoor outfit; a pair of jeans with a cotton t-shirt. It’s simple but this i
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