First Light

8 gia

Faye:

Jonah and I are laughing as he struggles to open the flat door. When he finally does, he grabs me by my shoulders from behind and steers me towards the kitchen really fast, nearly making me trip over my own feet.

Obviously, this makes me laugh harder, which makes him laugh, and my stomach is hurting again.

"Okay, okay, enough of that. We have to be serious now. What meal do you want." He says as I take a seat at the table.

I shrug.

"That's not very helpful." He says, wagging his finger at me and I break out into laughter again.

"I don't know what you have." I reply.

"Ah, I will therefore prepare a menu for you," He opens the cupboards, then checks in the fridge and freezer, humming. "I could make you chicken nuggets."

"Chicken nuggets?"

"Sorry, is that beneath you, Your Highness?"

I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing again. "No, no. I was just expecting something more than just chicken nuggets."

He sighs. "Yeah, I thought we had other quick things. Marlo's probably ate all of it, sorry."

"It's okay."

"So, chicken nuggets?"

I nod. "Yeah, I'll have them."

He smiles at me, before putting several on a tray into the oven. "Now I'm annoyed that you didn't get to see my Michelin star cooking skills. Another time, don't worry."

I smirk. "Of course."

Once the nuggets are cooked, Jonah tries to present them in a "expensive" way, as he calls it, which obviously makes us both burst out laughing.

I push aside the thoughts that my mind immediately thinks at the sight of them, and after the first bite I realise how hungry I actually am.

"I can put more on, if you like." Jonah says once he's watched me devour all of them in quick succession.

I shake my head, my mouth full.

"You sure?"

I put my finger up, signalling for him to wait until I've finished. "I was meant to go back to my flat straight after smoking. My friend is waiting for me."

"Friend?"

"Yeah. Gia - Georgina?"

His expression changes at her name and he nods. "Yep, know her."

I laugh. "Seems like everyone knows Gia. Well, anyway, I should get back to her. Thank you for this, though."

Jonah shakes his head. "No problemo."

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Gia's at the kitchen table when I get back to my flat, and she waves once I open the door.

"Hey."

"Hi, Gia," I giggle. "Do we have any pizza?"