Felicity Lambert stepped out of Anna Ainsworth's room to see Anna and Xaviar already eating tomato and egg noodle soup in the dining room. The noodles were too long; half was in Xaviar's mouth as he chewed, while the other half swung about outside, and he continuously sucked them in.
"Slow down, no rush, teacher has more here," Anna said as she used a tissue to wipe the soup that had slid down his neck, her movements resembling that of a mother caring for her child.
Felicity's eyes widened at the sight, wondering how such a pint-sized kid had managed to capture Anna's heart. And had even become part of the household?
Some puzzled, she couldn't help but speak up, "Hey, little buddy, are you not going home this late at night? Doesn't your family worry?"
"I'm with Anna, what's there for them to worry about?" Xaviar replied with tomato and egg noodle soup juice at the corner of his mouth, tilting his head to look at Felicity, completely unconcerned.