By the time the food arrived, Brandon had fallen asleep over Killian's shoulder. The letter had been kind enough to not wake him up, in fact had even slept in a pillow to make sure that Brandon is sleeping for at least an hour.
"You should have woken me up." Brandon complained as he took a slice of pizza and placed it onto his plate. "We had to reheat the entire thing."
He was annoyed slightly, and the pizza may not have been the point of annoyance. It was the fact that the call with Philip still waited on his mind heavily.
Almost 90%, he would have to travel back to London. It was going to be a real pain in the ass for asking for another leave for two days. Brandon didn't have his mind on faking being sick and occupying his sick days, but then again, that would be his loss.
"Which is not a problem." Killian threw in swiftly. "It was a quick process and this basically tastes the same."
