Beverly turned to leave, only to have her arm grabbed.
She couldn't overpower Elroy, so she eventually gave in and sat at the dining table.
Although reluctant, the sight of the delicious breakfast made her grudgingly pick up her utensils and eat.
Elroy, meanwhile, seemed to be in an uncharacteristically good mood. His deep-set eyes occasionally glanced at her as he ate, and for reasons he didn't care to explore, he ended up finishing much more food than usual.
When breakfast was over, Beverly frowned at the bowl of herbal soup in front of her.
She hesitated, remembering its unbearable bitterness.
"If you don't want to go to work, just stay here and waste time. After all, you're the one whose paycheck will be docked for being late," Elroy said nonchalantly.
Glaring daggers at him, Be
