I stared at him as he gobbled everything I had served him on the table. He chugged a pitcher of water as well. I rolled my eyes at the thought that he was stansing outside my door for hours, just waiting for me to open it. He stacked up his plates and went to the sink to wash them. He could be such an i***t sometimes as well. Once he was done cleaning up, he sat back down on the floor and looked up at me.
"What do you want to do now?" he asked.
"Well, I have to rest since I still have work tomorrow." I said as I got comfortable on the bed.
"Hmmm... Alright." he trailed off.
"When are you heading back home?" I asked.
"Once you're ready to come back with me." he smiled.
"Then you're in for a long stay." I said.
"So be it." he shrugged.
"You're not staying here." I said.
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