They both seemed to have forgotten about eating.
The kitchen is on the first floor. It is small but tidy, and filled with various small appliances. Nathan glanced at the refrigerator, which was full of things. Austin rolled up his sleeves with great interest and said, "Let me cook."
Nathan can't cook, but naturally he never criticizes other people's work, so he readily agreed.
Austin pointed at Sunday who was squatting outside the kitchen door. The puppy was already waiting with the leash in its mouth, its tail wagging like a propeller. Nathan suspected that if he ignored it, it would take off on the spot and turn into a puppy perpetual motion machine.
"Okay, I'll go walk the dog." Nathan said.
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