Therefore, it was best for her to finish all the food.
However, how was she supposed to finish this 'free breakfast' all by herself, when it was equal to her entire day's meals?
Charlotte's pale, agile fingertips tapped on the bags and finally landed on a bag where half of the bread inside had fallen out. She started eating as slowly as a snail.
Half an hour passed.
She couldn't finish the food.
It was impossible to finish it.
Looking at the breakfast, Charlotte felt pressured.
"Knock! Knock! Knock!"
Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in." She wiped her lips.
The first thing Christopher saw when he pushed open the door was the mountain of food piled up in front of Charlotte. He smiled in surprise, "That's a lot, can you finish all of it?"
Charlotte sighed. "Even you know that I can't finish it, but a certain someone thinks that I can. Since you're already here, I'll have to ask you for help."
A certain someone?
Is it Shane?