IVY
“Here is the lunch I promised to get for you,” Nixon told me after withdrawing his hand from my forehead and I opened the big brown bag to see that a lot had been packed up to go for me.
I gasped when I saw the amount of food he got and I looked at him wide-eyed.
“Woah! This is a lot, Nixon. I hope it wasn't inconvenient for you?” I asked him and he shook his head with a big grin plastered onto his face. His expression clearly said he was happy to be of service to me.
“Not at all, Ivy, I'm happy you let me bring lunch over to you” he replied and I sniggered out of amusement in return.
“I'm glad you care. It means a lot to me” I told him just to make him feel better about coming all the way to my place and he waved me off.
“It's absolutely nothing okay? All I care about now is kn
