FREYA
How ironic is it that I am using my free day from school to make a meal for my housemate, who I still haven’t forgiven for his misdeeds?
It’s very ironic, but I let the thought roll off my shoulders and focus on the task. It’s a gratitude meal to him for allowing this week to pass without incident.
Of course, the night with Nick is still fresh in my mind, but I wave it off. Maybe I am a little desperate to make our temporary living situation work, or perhaps I am just being too appreciative of the bare minimum. Either way, I hope Jayden will enjoy the meal.
I am not a great chef by any means - this I realized after spending a week eating Jayden’s food - but I have his cookbook, which might be good enough.
When I finish prepping the meal, I walk out of the kitchen and into the s
