"How on earth does this damn thing work?" I yell at Shane while wrestling with the cooker.
"Leave it. I'll do that." He yells right back. He's in the bathroom washing his face or whatever.
We're in the process of making dinner. I've been staying with Shane for two days now and to say everything has been perfect is an understatement.
He wakes up early to go to his office and he's always back as soon as he can. He insists that i stay in his apartment which has state of the art security complete with fingerprint sensors and I'm only allowed to leave with his driver. I only leave to meet Meg and visit my mom.
He mentioned that Jesse bought me a car while i was lying in that goddamned hospital bed but Shane doesn't allow me to use it. His driver/bodyguard is scarier than David and he on
