“Your dad let you ride your bike here?” Harry shrugs. “Sort of. I mean he said I could come here if I helped out around the house, finished my homework without being asked to do it, and stopped complaining about the meals he makes. So I finished my homework as soon as I got home from school. Cleaned my bathroom and emptied the trash from the kitchen. And I didn’t complain about the shitty lentil loaf and some squash thingy he made for dinner.” “Harrison, does he know you’re here?” He sighs. “He’ll figure it out.”
Harry is the best <3
