I turn off my office light and make my way toward the elevators. There is no one here, and the dark halls are eerily quiet. It’s been a long day. I grab my cell and see a few missed texts from Landon, Ben, and Mom. I read them quickly before putting my phone back into my pocket.
I exit the office building, and the cool night air feels good. I inhale deeply, and the smell of the burgers coming from the pub down the street invades my nose, making my stomach growl. I’m tempted to go grab a bite to eat, but I opt to just go home. I’ve been living off peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, poached eggs, grilled cheese sandwiches, and tuna melts for months now. One of my staples will be fine for tonight, too. It’s not that I am incapable of cooking some decent food. I just don’t have the desire to
