I am having a blast today since our squad visited me before I could be discharged from the hospital. We are chitchatting endlessly when this guy named Luke came in. I don't know why but I feel bothered every time I saw him, especially when our eyes meet.
He was about to leave but I noticed the familiar lunchbox in his hand. It seems to be one of the treasured kitchenwares from our house.
"Is that for me? It looks like my mom's." I pointed at the packed lunch in his hand. And he raised what was on his hand as if he was reminded what brought him here.
"Y-yeah...I almost forgot. Mrs. Almonte asked me a favor to bring this to you because she will be late for dinner." He explained as he puts the lunch box on the side table.
"Thank you." I blurted nonchalantly.
I swear I'm not a cold person
