"I could never forget." Liam sighed, looking to the side, downcast.
Pushing Liam away, Mill licked the roof of his mouth, the sudden urge to eat was taking a toll on him, "Liam get me something to eat." He ordered.
"Would you like a triple ombre cake, master?" Liam smirked, stifling a laugh at how stupid his master acted at the dining hall.
"You really want to die don't you?!" He pulled the pillow from behind him, aiming at Liam.
With no intention of dodging, Liam allowed the pillow to hit him squarely in the face, if that would calm his master nerves, he was willing to sacrifice his pride at that moment.
"Do you think we would be discovered, master?" Liam asked, looking down at Mill's bandaged stomach, his body twitched slightly.
"Who is going to believe I could survive that? Not even Curtis would believe it, your damn acting was a little too flawless." He groaned, holding his stomach, "I'm going to be sick." He turned around and threw up on the floor.
