Why are you in my room?Because I can be.You shouldnt be.Save it, Rochester. You broke my nose.Does it hurt?He lifted a hand toward his face and dropped it. You could say that.Good.He nudged a tray on the floor with his boot. It had oatmeal, toast, and orange juice on it. Hungry?Honors stomach growled. No.Ryders lips turned up in a fleeting sadistic smile. He kicked the tray across the room. It hit the wall and overturned. Good.

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