“Are you sure?” He asked quietly. Leif quickly looked in his bag and held out a packet of tea bags. “Here, I always have some…. I’m not weird for having tea bags in my bag, right?”
“No, but I’ll get over it.” She spoke softly, then watched him search through his bag. “Thanks Leif. It’s not that weird, I used to carry oranges around with me all the time.”














