"If you need anything more, just speak up. Someone will get it prepared for you.”
Shawn went quiet.
Everything was ready for him?
Why did he feel like... he’d been planning to have him move over since a long time back?
*
While the car was still moving on the road, Shawn fell asleep.
He was leaning against the car window, but it seemed like an uncomfortable position, given how he would occasionally furrow his brows while asleep.
There were even a few moments in which his head would knocked against the window with a soft “bang”.
Leander was settling a few emails in his notebook, when he quickly turned his head when he heard the sounds.
Seeing the sleeping beauty, he closed his notebook, rubbed his temple, and whispered, “Uncle John, please drive a little slower.”
“Yes, Young Maste
