Liam was glad he found some fruits in the kitchen. His father often comes and leaves, and it seemed like the last time he stopped by, which was only a few days ago, he had bought some fruits, which he kept refrigerated. Although they were not as fresh as Liam would have liked, he was able to make a nice smoothie out of them, trying not to make it too sweet and making sure to add some milk into it, after which he threw some ice cubes on it. The music playing in the background kept him company, but he was tired of listening to the same music on repeat. It honestly wasn't his cup of tea.
He looked at the box of pizza, waiting idly to be devoured. He had placed an order for it after leaving Oliver in his room. The delivery person had arrived and left over 10 minutes ago, yet Oliver was still not coming down.
He considered going back to the room, but he was reluctant. Yes, today had been crazy for him, but he couldn't continue crying. His head must hurt a lot.
