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"Oh," Olivia exclaimed as they finally sat on the bench in the middle of the Huxley Garden, begrudgingly taking a lunch box from her bag. "Your lunch, Oliver."

"You didn't poison this, did you?" Oliver accepted the box with a nod and sat beside her.

"Maybe I should've," She grumbled before patting the remaining space on the bench. "JaNyx, come seat--"

She couldn't finish her sentence as she witnessed the comical sight of Janyx's expression. His green eyes were wide as saucers behind yellow-framed glasses, and his jaw dropped exaggeratedly.

"I can't believe this!" JaNyx's words were mumbled while biting his lips. He was probably trying to stop himself from sobbing. "Oliver already had his bride make breakfast for him! I'm so envious!"

"I'm 𝘯𝘰𝘵 his bride," Olivia narrowed her eyes before taking out another lunch box. "I also made you some, JaNyx. I hope you aren't a picky eater like the JanNyx in my universe."