“I’ll Carry that, thank you.” Charlotte took the bag from my hands throwing it over her shoulder. I loved my best friend so much but seeing her being nice was, like so nice was new so very new.
I looked at with raised eyebrows, she was treating me like a delicate flower, if she could carry me I know she would walking was also dangerous. “You know I could carry that right?” I pointed at the bag.
She held the bag strap tighter afraid I would grab it back and I could. “Yes but we don’t want you over working now, do we?” she spoke in a tender voice.
“It’s going to take an infinity to get used to this.” I told her while smile brightly. Ever since I told my parents they assigned Charlotte as my caretaker, she was super caretaker.
She shook her head while chuckling, “Dramatic much.” she shove
