Writer’s pov
“Will, do you have to pull my ear so hard?” Micah whines and rubs his ear.
They’re currently at the parking lot, where Will parked his car.
“That’s what you get for speaking too much!” Will said.
He opens the driver’s seat and get in, Micah followed suit and sits on the passenger seat.
“I wasn’t talking too much, I was just saying the truth!”
He stares at the flask in Will’s hand and scoffs.
“You didn’t deliver the food to your mate?”
Will dumps the flask on Micah’s lap and fasten his seatbelt.
“I change my mind, I’ll just cook for her when she gets home!”
Micah simply nods and opens the flask.. he takes a deep breath and sighs.
“I guess this is mine now!” He said.
He couldn’t believe he’s the one that got to eat the lunch Will put so much love and effort in making
