HELENA.
In the living room, Luna sat on the couch, munching on some chips. I didn't see Aaron, but the faint clattering of pots gave away his location. I sighed, and dropped to the sofa.
“Are we gonna find out who's the winner now?” Luna asked, her mouth filled with crispy treats.
“Yes yes, I'm still in the mood for a celebration barbecue.” Vee chipped in.
“I don't know guys, that was a lot of meat. What was going on between you two? I said just get us barbecue meat, not a feast.” The entire meat outside would be enough to feed 50 people, or more.
“I wanna know who won.” Aaron's low voice rumbled across the room. I snapped my head in his direction, and he met my gaze, his eyes intense. I looked away immediately.
“Of course he does. Luckily for you, my competitive spirit is just as h
