Bobby finished the last bite of his fried dough stick, picked up his cup, drank all the soy milk, put down the cup, and wiped his mouth, "I'm full."
He stood up from the chair, casually glanced at the man next to him, and asked, "Is Enna Clark still sleeping?"
"She's still asleep, don't disturb her, let her wake up naturally." Baron Lawrence, in contrast to yesterday's oppressive mood, carried a more noble and cold demeanor.
Just from this, Bobby could probably guess they had reconciled. He drew out his words, "Oh," and told him, "Then I'll ask Uncle Harris to take me to school."
His woman had previously vowed to take him to school on the first day, but in the end, she bailed on him.
What a drag.
But never mind.
Yesterday, his woman had a quarrel with that Dubious Man next door. With that guy's bad temper, his woman surely slept very late, hence she couldn't get up this morning.
