I followed Luke down the stairs as he opened our textbooks that likely came from his suitcase on the dining room table.
Even my parents didn't seem to be awake at this time since their shifts at work usually started at nine a.m.
It was six thirty and I usually ate breakfast before studying. I tugged on Luke's cardigan to tell him that I was too hungry to start studying.
I was glad that I ate dinner before coming to my parent's house as I was only able to eat half a plate of my mom's cooking before going to my room when I got upset.
Luke handed me the familiar chocolate bar. I refused it as I gave it to him back.
"My mom is going to cook us breakfast anyways, can't we start studying after we eat breakfast?" I started my usual whining to Luke in the morning.
It was unfortunate that mom
