A day off was never really a day off for Harry. Though he had only had a half day worth of class and no group training, Harry had spent the day on the track field and had gone straight from there to the mall. Now, in the late afternoon, Harry was still in his running clothes, hauling a filled plastic bag and backpack worth of groceries as he returned to the flat. Carrying quite a bit of weight in an awkward pose, Harry headed straight for the kitchen.<br/>"Oh, hi," he breathed with a toothy smile, as he lifted the groceries onto the counter. He turned his back to the counter as he took off his stuffed backpack onto the counter; as he did, he watched his roommate. "Am I gonna be in your way if I do some meal prep?"