"I have something for you." I said before going out of Mr. Hudson's office and his eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. I opened my bag and removed the container filled with the food I had prepared for him early this morning.
"What is this?" He asked me, looking at the container with curious look and I felt a sudden wave of timidness washing over me. The idea of gifting him something felt a bit embarrassing. I had rarely ever gifted people something. And this felt foreign. The feeling bubbling inside me felt foreign. Unknown.
"You have been gifting me chocolates from quite a while. You even took me out for that late dinner....." Mr. Hudson rolled his eyes, interjecting me.
"And you paid for your own portion. What's your point, Mr. Roosevelt?" Mr. Hudson urged me and I tugged on
