After spending a pleasant weekend at Skyview Hotel, Nick and Serena escorted Aiden back home. Before parting, Nick shoved a handful of blood supplements into Aiden's hand.
"Remember to eat properly. If you plan to sell more blood regularly, you need to get used to eating a lot in order to replenish the lost blood."
"I understand. Thanks, Nick."
Nick patted Aiden's pale cheek fondly.
"See you again, Aiden. Take good care of yourself."
It was Sunday afternoon, and Grandma Thompson was not back from her poker games yet. Aiden threw himself to the bed and scrolled through his emails on phone. There was a reminder for a weekly report that was due on Monday. Aiden groaned softly. He had forgotten all about it. After checking the remaining mails, he dragged himself to the desk and started to work on said report.
