Theodore
“Ah, this is perfect.”
I stretch, holding my fists towards the sky with a groan.
Even if I’m still trying to defend my small apartment in the run-down neighbourhood, I can’t deny how nice it is to live in a penthouse.
It is comfortable, luxurious and I am feeling more at home than I should, I guess.
Also, Nathanael is better than me, because with a home cinema and a private gym, I would never leave the house again.
But we are barely leaving the bed anyway.
I snicker to myself and I pick up my cup of tea, blowing against its surface.
Thinking of it, I never found the smelly brew again. I kind of wanted to try it as I didn’t understand the fuss Nathanael and Gilda were making around it, but well…
“Oh, hi, little crow,” I smile, the big bird tilting its head at me.
