2.11

Harold ate the pancakes with berries and whipped cream on the side. He was surprised from the soft texture of the pancakes and the juiciness of the berries in his mouth.

He was eating in gusto while the two adults were having a telepathic stare-down again.

'You're with a teenager again!' Was Arthur's eyes were telling Clyde. Clyde pursed his lips and rolled his eyes.

'Its not what you think it is!' Clyde tried to communicate his feelings. Arthur pointed his fork discreetly towards Harold and gave Clyde a widened eyes, as if to say,

'If its not, then why is this guy here?'

Clyde sighed silently and started to eat his pancakes. He doesn't want to engage with Arthur's interrogation.

He was hungry, still angry, and definitely in a bad mood still, so making this conversation longer would want him to get his gun out instead.