I saw Garett at the front entrance of the Library.
We were the first to arrive. I sat across from him and opened my notes from my earlier classes.
"Was class alright?" Garett asked.
"Yes..."
He must be worried about me...
"How about some tea?" Garett asked as he lifted up a tea canister.
I slapped the canister out of his hands on reflex.
"...I'm sorry," I said as I tried to pick up the tea canister.
"No, I am...I am sorry for being inconsiderate," Garett said as he picked up the canister.
It was a batch of my favorite tea again.
"No, I am sorry. I just have had time to be able to adjust yet," I said.
"We will go by your pace then..."
Garett took out some silverware as he continued making tea.
"Silverware?"
My pace? You liar...
He handed me a cup of freshly brewed tea. The si
