it is only a matter of time.

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Chapter 20: it is only a matter of time.

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It takes Harley until almost midnight to finish cleaning the kitchen once more after dinner and organising everything for the next day’s breakfast.

He is tired, every muscle in his legs screaming for him to sit down and rest as he slowly walks to his room, ready to jump on his bed.

If he goes to sleep immediately he can still catch four hours or so of sleep.

“Hey!” Exclaims a voice that turns his sore muscles into stone. “What was the only thing I told you to do, hm?”

Diaz is standing behind him, arms crossed over his chest and gloomy expression hardening his, otherwise, youthful features.

“Make a four course dinner that includes stake and pork,” Harley whispers keeping his head down.

There isn’t many times when Diaz speaks to him other than to give vague orders as to what he wants to eat, which only allows for short interactions between them.

Having to stand in here, alone with him in the kitchen, scares Harley the