After Noah dropped me on my apartment, I didn't expect to see my brother waiting for me there. I felt nervous at first because he doesn't do this often. But despite that, I just tried to act normal until we get inside.
He didn't asked where did I go, so It may seem that it doesn't even matter to him.
"Come in," I opened the door wider for him.
"You came late," He looked around and I just swallowed hard to what he said.
I thought he wouldn't mind it, though.
"Uh... We quiet didn't noticed the time, we went to the beach and had our dinner so.."
"You're probably full now..?" He arched a brow.
"Kind of.."
"That's good." He nodded and looked around.
"Did you have dinner? Do you want me to make something for you?" I'm worried that he didn't eat his dinner and went straightly here..
"I did. Our cook made some for me,"
"Oh. You have a cook!"
