Avery
"Are you gonna eat that?", I asked, starring at the fruit salad that stood, untouched, in front of Liam as he gazed at me, probably expecting me to jump out of joy after hearing what he just said.
Liam remained quiet, ignoring my questions and piercing glares through me, annoyed that I found a salad more interesting than his added information.
"Well are you?", I frowned, annoyed by his silence. "You're not ready." I said when I figured he had no plans on answering my question then grabbed the plate of salad, sliding it closer to me and grabbing a fork, ready to dig in.
"You seriously don't care?" Liam asked, watching me poke a slice of kiwi before throwing it into my mouth.