Chapter Eighty-Seven

It'd been days since she'd been keeping malice with Casper and to say she was relentless would be the greatest understatement of the year.

"Breakfast is ready." He showed up at her room.

"More like brunch though." She mumbled as she arose from her bed, lately it was like her throne.

“Still ignoring me?"

"No one’s ignoring you bro." She sassed as she trudged down the stairs. 

"Well I've got a surprise for you."

"Okay." She replied, gruffly.

"It’s in the kitchen."