"How is it, not happy to see me here?" Jeremy Thompson raised an eyebrow, asking in a deep voice.
Anna Ainsworth quickly stepped aside, and Jeremy strode in. She noticed a big footprint on the floor and wondered what he had stepped on downstairs.
She opened the shoe cabinet door and handed him slippers. Jeremy paused, then pursed his lips, took off his shoes, and slipped his feet into them.
Meanwhile, Anna turned and entered the kitchen area. She had just started making lunch and certainly wasn't going to abandon the meal just because Jeremy had arrived.
"Why are you only starting to make lunch now?" Jeremy followed her into the kitchen area and asked from behind her.
"I just finished my tasks and realized I was hungry," she answered as naturally as if their cold war over the past half a month had never happened.
"Boiling noodles?" He noticed a handful of dry noodles sitting nearby and asked.
