In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

"You're impossible." Grace turned around. "I don't want to see you again."

She strode off. Benjamin reached out a hand to try and stop her, but he missed.

Grace's dress flared, and Benjamin caught sight of her bandaged ankle.

He frowned. He had seen that kind of bandaging before. Anyone who had graduated from the police academy would know how to do it.

Every New Year, Alexander refused to return to Hawkins Manor. It always made Elizabeth rather sad, so she would arrange for things to be delivered to him.

Once, Benjamin had been roped into it and had gone to see Alexander.

It had been raining heavily that year, and the police academy had been in a remote location.

As they had been driving, a landslide had occurred. Both Benjamin and the driver had been buried in it. The students from the police academy had rescued them. Alexander had been one of them.

He had been surprised to see Benjamin, but he was mature beyond his years. "You're Benjamin."

"...you're Alexander."

"A stone fell on your foot, but I've bandaged it up for you. You'll just have to rest for a few days."

Alexander hadn't lingered around after he'd finished speaking. He had grabbed his water bottle and left to fill it up.

All he had known was that the two of them looked

he had called out, "Come back home

in his tracks for a moment, but

eyes. The bandage on Grace's ankle looked exactly like the one Alexander had done for him before. They had been in contact

got back to the table, she began wolfing

one after the other, shocking Noelle, who tried to stop her. "Grace, what's going on with

slightly better once she had filled her stomach. "Nothing much. I

that moment, and Timothy took a sharp intake of breath. He looked compassionately at Benjamin and

had only come to the

of staying. She picked up her bag and said a few

commotion at the entrance. Everyone looked

rang out. "It's Elysium Bank's honor to

Joshua?

suit. He seemed to be about 40 years old. He

is my first time in

greet the

your help

I are old friends. This is a

He made a toast

glanced at Timothy, who looked sour, but she

had