Harper PoV
“What are you still doing here?” Sawyer scolds me.
“I am chatting with Doug about…”
“There is no time for this. You should shower and get ready.” She insists.
“Ready for what? We are just having dinner.”
I mean, we had dinner last night and the night before. It was not a formal affair over here… They just ordered in, and we sat in the kitchen laughing and eating. And it was amazing.
I cannot believe how mundane things seem so unique and amazing to me. I never had a proper lunch or dinner in my life. Not at home with my drug-addicted mom, and not at the pub. The only time I got a proper meal was when Mila and I ate out. No fancy restaurants, of course, just fast food… I can hardly call that a proper meal!
“What are you waiting for? Go!” Sawyer berates me, pointing her f
