Duncan
“Oh man we’re going to be late for lunch Katya!” I groaned at the traffic in front of us. “I think Cleo’s already suspicious.”
“You’re paranoid,” she sighed. “She doesn’t suspect a thing so just chill out. We’ll get there when we get there.”
“We got everything right?” I said anxiously and tried to remember the list I had written down.
“We got all the documents that Pluto wanted,” she said. “And we got the flowers, the groceries for dinner, and you were supposed to get the ring.”
“I got the ring,” I said and slid my hand into my jacket pocket.
“Take a breath, dude,” she said. “You’re gonna be fine. You know she’s going to say yes so I don’t get why you’re all nervous.”
“I don’t know either,” I said. “I’ve never done this before.”
“It’s not that hard,
