After breakfast, my mates came into the room.
"Here, your juice," Flynn handed me a glass full of OJ. I took the glass from him skeptically, wondering how he knew that my breakfast was incomplete without OJ.
"We asked Lola about your food preference," Declan said, reading my mind. I mentally thanked Lola for telling them about OJ as I slowly sipped on the juice, maintaining a cultured lady image. There is no way I will show them my caveman side, ever.
"We will go to our offices now so you will be left alone. Would you be alright alone?" Callum asked.
"I'm not a kid, Callum. I can take care of myself," I smiled at them. "Is your fridge stocked? I will need ingredients to make myself lunch."
"We have filled the fridge with everything you might need. If there's anything you need, do
