Percival
I smile to myself as I watch Jocelyn retreat into her room. She's pretty good at Mario kart, but I still totally smoked her! I don't know what got into me back there on the floor. I thought that maybe Jocelyn would want… oh never mind, I have to keep reminding me that she can't stay here for long anyway, it would be to foolish to get attached. I head to the kitchen to put in an order for lunch. On the way there, I think of what Jocelyn might like to eat. “I'll have two orders of Turkey, basil, and mozzarella on Italian bread please.” I shout into the kitchen, but no one responds. Shouldering into the kitchen I scan the room. “I guess the staff hasn't returned yet.” I shrug and head towards the fridge, how hard can it possibly be to make two sandwiches?...
