Rose

Today marks four days of my stay at Hunter's house, and I'll say it's not that bad. Our relationship was going quite well and smoothly; we don't fight like before. At least we talk to each other without wanting to murder one another. I would call that an achievement.

"Good morning," I pronounced, taking my seat next to Hunter as he quietly sipped on his coffee. Ian passed me a look which lasted only two seconds. He was acting all grumpy since the day we had the cooking competition because we won against them. Well, I was more than convinced of Hunter's cooking skills. I bet that was why...