Yer an adult Saeran
Castor woke up to the sound of a buzz from Saeran's phone and crawled out of bed. Who the hell would even be texting Saeran. He lifted up the phone and read the message to see. It was Martina apologizing for being in the hospital for his birthday. His birthday? What. Why hadn't Saeran told him anything? He looked over to the boy curled up small and fast asleep in his bed.
Castor was glad to know now. Thanks Martina. He tucked the phone in a drawer under Saeran's clothes. He could get it back later. Pleased to have the apartment to himself and even more so that Martina kept it well stocked with fresh food. Why not start the day out nicely? Castor fished around, mostly used to the kitchen and started to gather what he wanted to make for breakfast. Eggs, bacon, pancakes with blueberries and chocolate chips, coffee.
