I carry on eating. Arrick gets so many people popping by, from mates, like his best friend Nathan, his fight manager, and sometimes Jake or even Daniel. It could be anyone, so I don’t even acknowledge when I hear him buzz whoever it is in. I continue eating, loving my small selection of favorites, all while hating him a little bit less. I’m one of those girls who get grumpy when she’s hungry, and food can solve most of life’s problems.

Arrick returns and hovers at the side of ...