I continued cooking and after a while, I served fried rice, hotdogs, omelet, and bacon on the table. I faced the grabite table and got the sliced bread out of the oven toaster.

"Coffee or milk?" I ask without looking at him.

"Coffee would be better..." he replied.

I turned my back and started making coffee for us both.

"Any plans for today?"

I pursed my lips, pressing the coffee maker. "I don't..."

"Wanna go watch the movie?"

I didn't reply, silently placing a cup of coffee in front of him.

"You should eat, you still need to go to work..."

I picked my spoon and fork up and started...