Chapter 110-04

I checked the clock on the wall of the diner, and realized it was past seven in the morning. I had drank about five cups of coffee and even had breakfast, all paid by Aaron. Every time I tried to tell him it was fine, he ordered something else for me. It was too tempting to resist, especially the coffee.

Sitting down in the diner, which had quieted down, went by much smoother with coffee.

"I think I should go," I told him, smiling warmly.

"Whoa, time flew by," Aaron said, taking out his phone from his jean pocket.

"It’s late, or early in the morning, however you want to look at it."

"I have class in three hours," he told me, scrunching up his nose. "But now I feel like submitting my homework and taking a nap."

"How do you survive like this?" I asked, shaking my head when he yawned again.

"I usually don’t stick around here too late."

"So it’s my fault?"