HARU
Cooking? Haru thought to himself. He cooked a lot, but never once has he cooked for someone else. Being his alarm clock was no problem though, she did it all the time with him at work. But to be in a mans house and then his room, made her a bit nervous, now that she thought about it.
"Huh?" He was pulled out of thinking and looked over to Eros. "Oh um, by tonight..Sir." He watched at he leaned over peeking out his door, he hadn't noticed it was left open. "Aren't you just looking for an excuse to escape the cafe?" Lifting his hands up to his hair he fixed it a bit. "Everything is already packed. I just need a way of transferring it. I don't have anything but clothes, a dresser and a bed." Mumbling his words he turned to face Eros. With moving around alot he found it better not to have alot of things anymore. Never found the time to settled down. "If you want to leave, it is up to you sir, you are the boss after all, but I do have one thing I am wondering. Isn't this suppose to be a love cafe? I don't see much love going on, it just seems like a cafe to me now." Haru opened the door and looked out at ever, but he spoke in a low voice only for Eros to hear. "None of them seem professional to me."