I've always wondered why food tastes better when you eat with someone you care about.
I wondered this again as I ate the breakfast that Clara cooked for us. It was just scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes - something I would usually cook for myself at home, but there was something about it that made it taste like a 5 star meal. Maybe it was Clara's amazing cooking, or the fact that I was eating it with Arthur. I sighed dreamily as I stared at Arthur, who sat across me. He flashed me a small smile, making my heart skip a beat. There was just a natural soothing quality to his eyes and to see me is to feel my body relax and my brain begin to blossom once more. I knew it was his very presence that somehow made food taste better - it was the feeling of love and happiness that seemed to affect
