Hannah glanced towards the door and padded barefoot across the carpet to open it.

Upon opening the door, she found Bryson standing there.

With a subtle expression, she asked,

“What’s up?”

“I have prepared lunch for you.

Since you didn’t answer the door earlier, I didn’t want to disturb you.

Are you hungry?”

Hannah met Bryson’s serious gaze as she looked up at him.

Hannah met his eyes, silently acknowledging the unspoken agreement to avoid discussing the previous night’s events.

She waved him off, saying, “No, I’m not hungry.

You go ahead and eat.

Bryson gently caught her wrist, his grip firm yet gentle.

“We have something important to do tonight.

at least have a little something to

back, noticing Bryson’s hand still clasping

“Alright, got it.

can release

words, he released

the other, and it was only

into their lunch when they spotted Hannah’s arrival

us

had no idea

was this impressive,”

way to the table and

for a bowl, Bryson beat

some oatmeal into her bowl and placed

slight tension between them after the events of the previous night, to outsiders, Bryson’s actions seemed

Trent, and they nudged each other’s

spoon, Hannah began to stir the oatmeal

on, you two,

not blind; I can see your little

and Trent to momentarily

the events of the previous night at

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