NEW DAY, NEW ME

I woke up feeling hungry. It was telling me to eat something.

Last night, I skipped dinner, so this was it.

As fast as possible I ran to the bathroom and prepared myself. I wore jeans with a simple white shirt.

Finished tying my hair, I ran out of the room and headed downstairs.

I smelled someone was cooking something like, fried rice? I headed to the source of it. Kitchen.

I kept walking, looking through the empty hallway until I reached the kitchen.

Haytham was cooking, his back to me. He was topless, making me saw his back, which was muscular and covered in tattoos.

"Don't just stand there, if you're hungry come here." I swallowed hard and approached the dining area which was right behind him.

"Checking me out?" He asked as he poured the roast chicken on my plate.

It wasn't fried rice.

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