I gave Rivers his plate and drink and threw the notes away. Rivers chuckled just as soon as Bruce walked in.
"Sup?" Bruce was wearing shorts with a grey baggy tee and running shoes, his sweat very noticeable throw the grey shirt. It was obvious he was probably doing a workout.
"Calista made us some brunch, come on." Rivers offered, motioning his best friend to sit on the seat beside him. Bruce smirked at me before sitting on the stool where his food was placed.
"Finally, you give in." He said, winking at me. I rolled my eyes and watched as he slowly took a bite of his sandwich.
He chewed slowly and I could hear the crunches of the sand as his teeth grinded against them. He swallowed and looked at me in horror.
"You like it?" I asked, smiling like an innocent child. Rivers took the la
