"Where are you headed?" Spencer asked as I packed the lunchbox and the food I placed inside.

"Are you taking that to him?" he asked again, which I just ignored. I heard him chuckle, so I gave him a sharp look.

"You know what? If you have nothing good to say, don't bother talking to me," I retorted. I almost threw the plate at him.

He burst into laughter. "What? I'm not saying anything. I was just asking you a question."

"You're mocking me. Don't put words in my mouth, Ols. You'll regret teasing me," I warned him.

His laughter intensified, leaving me exasperated. After packing the food, I prepared...