"Good morning Cooper."
"Ah!" I jolt awake from my bed, ready to jump kick any intruder.
"Relax," Small chuckles surround my ears, but this wasnt my bed . . . this wasnt my room.
"Denzel?"
"Hungry?" He shoves a tray of food towards me and I blink up at him.
"You should eat."
I had completely forgotten what I had agreed to, or did I even really agree?
"Just place it on the nightstand."
"You're not hungry?" He asks a little quietly.
"I've just woken up, give me a moment please."
"Oh right, of course, I'm sorry." He takes a step back, clasping his hands with a hopeful look on his face.
I sigh, sitting up. I cant even remember how I got here.
The breakfast wasnt much, and I appreciated it cause if I saw pancakes and bacon I would've immediately flipped out. Not saying that they
