Date = 5 April
After every good thing that happens in life, a bad thing always follows.
Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home)
Sent home by the boss.
POV – Aria
“Ug, I despise tea,” Mel wrinkles her nose as soon as I enter the room with the two moodcups. “Especially afternoon tea.”
She puts on a fierce pout, like every time someone dares to drink coffee in front of her, so I knowingly smile inwardly … and bend down to hand her one mug.
“That’s why we’re not having tea.” I wink at her surprised face as I sit down next to her on the sofa, legs crossed, facing her. We’re both freshly showered and in comfy tracksuits that I … eh … borrowed from Enrique’s closet.
“You figured out a way to brew me some baby-safe coffee,” I shake my head. This small group of individuals is a tad over-hype
