“I’m fine here,” she nodded, finishing her slice of pizza then standing with her plate. “Besides, I’m done anyway,” Sophia moved to the kitchen to wash her hands of pizza grease and toss out her plate then came back to sit where she had been before.
Nathaniel looked at Amelie with puzzlement on his face. “But look at how messy that is,”
“You need to eat more,” He flicked her shoulder. “One slice isn’t enough.”
“So?” She shrugged. “I can just wash off when I’m done.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”