Peter, Xavier and Ave took place on the desk after grabbing their coffee. Ave could feel an intense awkwardness flowing through the surroundings around them.
On the second floor, the mini kitchen was built near the deck. Peter walked Ave to the coffee maker and leaning his back against the cabinet, he waited for her to make the coffee for herself. Without a doubt, she won't like it if he makes coffee for her. She didn't like others to do things like these for her.
“Why are you suddenly sleepy? Didn't you sleep at night?” Peter asked as he watched her tracking down a tablespoon, and putting some coffee in the filter of the maker.
Even Ave was clueless about why she claimed to be sleepy when she wasn't. “I couldn't. I had nightmares of you.” She tried to joke while pouring the water into
