Where am I?

- Chapter Five -

8AM. The door woke me up.
I stretched my arms as I sat up in the bed.
I wasn't surprised to see Chris entering the room, he was holding the usual tray, that he laid on the nightstand, and also fresh clothes for me that were on his forearm, that he handed to me.

I took the clothes from him, placing them on the bed next to me, as I asked:
-"so.. Did you have a good night?"

He nodded his head.
-"yes, I guess so. What about you?"
-"It could have been worse."

I didn't let him any time to reply to this as I asked again:

-"Have you eaten a good breakfast this morning?"

He raised an eyebrow at me and took a few seconds to reply, as if he was thinking about his answer.
I could guess he was hesitating, probably between telling me it's none of business, or just answering normally.

My eyes met his, I noticed his gaze didn't seem as aggressive as it was when we 'first met', but I also knew I shouldn't take this as a sign, maybe he was just tired, or something like that.

He sighed, before replying:
-"to be honest, I don't have breakfast. I don't have much time to eat in the morning. But why do you even ask? Anyway, why am I even replying?!"
-"you don't have breakfast? You must be hungry though. Eat with me, will you?"

He chuckled at my words, shaking his head.
-"no way! Eat your breakfast and don't worry about me."
-"oh c'mon! I'm sure you're craving to taste what you brought me!"
-"what the hell? No, Emilia. I won't eat with you, that's your breakfast so just eat it."
-"I'm not hungry this morning, please eat with me."
-"no, I won't eat with you."

I wanted him to eat with me so it would be an occasion for me to ask him questions that would help me understand what kind of behavior could seduce him the best in such a situation.

Unfortunately, I was running out of ideas to convince him to stay, so I tried something, in hope this would work.

I glanced down, playing with my fingers as I said softly:
-"please Chris.. I used to have breakfast with my friends every single day when I was out there... I miss them a lot and I have troubles dealing with this loneliness.. You're the only person I can interact with... So please, I'm asking you again.. Have breakfast with me."

He let out a deep sigh, I guessed this was enough to convince him as he replied:
-"fine.. I'll have breakfast with you."

I glanced up at him as he stepped closer to take a seat beside me, on the bed.
This morning, the menu was quite simple: a few strawberries, a banana, an iced americano and 4 donuts.
As the donuts all had different flavors, I decided to cut them all in half (of course with my fingers, they wouldn't even let me touch a plastic knife!), so we could taste the 4 flavors.

I took a half of one of the donuts, taking a bite.
-"you should try this one, it's delicious!"

I saw a small smile appearing on his face.
Once again, he seemed hesitant. I nodded my head slightly toward the donuts, to signal him to go ahead, forcing a slight smile.

I could see him fighting against himself, he was probably telling himself that he shouldn't do that, that it was wrong, that he wasn't supposed to even talk to me or things like that.
So I smiled a little more at him, pointing to the donuts.
I noticed his body relaxing a little, he gave in the fight against his gluttony.

He grabbed the other half of the donut, taking a bite from it.
-"woah you're right! It's absolutely delicious!"

I surprised myself as I let out a small giggle at his reaction. How could I be laughing in such a situation? But in other hand, that was kind of funny, so...