I covered my mouth as I yawned tiredly while Morgan lifted his head from the counter and rubbed his eyes. He let out a sigh and blinked at me. "Tired." I nodded in agreement.
Caesar set a plate of food in front of us but neither of us made a move. "Eat."
"Tired."
"Eat."
"Tired."
"Morgan-" Morgan groaned loudly, picked up a piece of bacon, and stuffed it in his mouth. He chewed it slowly and eyed Caesar. His reached out for another piece cautiously.
"It's good." He muttered.
"Eat, Harrison." I picked my fork up and mindlessly stabbed my waffle.
I watched Caesar walk around while the two of us ate. "Where's he going?"
Morgan rolled his eyes. "He's got a date."
"Oh." I sipped at my coffee for a moment or two. "What?"
"Well, he says it's not a date but it's a date."
"Why
