Penn "That's why we are collectors. It is their karmic way of saying sorry."
"I..." "It's okay Emily, go to sleep."
I woke up to Harvey pelting my face with cereal. He was sitting cross legged on the floor by my bunk. He was holding a deep blue bowl.
My eyes opened as he shoved a big spoon of something sugary into his mouth. I picked a marshmellow out of my hair listening to him crunch.
He gives me a big grin and in typical fashion talks around his food. "Do you want some?"
I tossed the marshmellow back, trying to look angry. Harvey just giggled and went back to munching cereal. "What time is it?"
"A little after seven. Do you want toast or something? We have pop tarts." I rubbed my eyes and shook my head. "No it's okay."
"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day." Shoving myself out of the bunk I pat Harvey on the head and shuffle to the bathroom.
Rubber ducks, Spiderman towels and bubblegum toothpaste. There was a little bit of Harvey everywhere. That much silly was comforting.
I was contemplating a soak in a tub of Mr. Bubble when there was frantic knocking on the bathroom door. "Emily! Your stuff came!"
