Chapter Fifty-Two: Radar

"Hi!"

Natasha's arms wrap around me as Vincent circles the outdoor lunch table with a lunch box in his hand. He always brings me lunch.

"I got lunch today."

I say as I wave the sushi set I bought with the advance on my salary from my part-time job at the supermarket.

"Really?"

He smiles as he places his aside.

"You only brought two?"

Natasha asks as she reads the label on the package, and when she fails to understand it, she scoffs.

“It looks expensive. How can you afford it when you can't afford tuition?”

"Oh, I got it as a gift. We can share."

I lie.

Of course, it was a bad financial decision, but I wanted to do something special for Vincent, and the Japanese restaurant was my favourite way back when I could afford to eat there.

He deserves to taste it, too.

"No, you brought two. One for Vincent and the other for you. It's clear you didn't think of me; otherwise, you would have asked your fairy godmother to give you another one."

Natasha insists.

Maybe I should give her my set becau