[Xanthea]
My eyes fell towards the breakfast table where Asher, Raven, and Ezra sat together.
Ezra almost spilled the coffee while placing it on the table, but Raven saved it with a deft swoop of his one hand, balancing the mugs on the tray.
“Woah, Raven. Have I ever told you that you should join the sin circus? You’d be a hot deal there just like your coffee,” Ezra clapped as though Raven had just shown a magic trick.
“And have I ever told you that you should join the mental asylum for deranged demons? I can book a bed for you there in no time at all,” Raven glared at Ezra.
“You think I am mentally sick?” Ezra growled, and there was a sudden shift in the gravity around them. The air seemed to have thickened with their overpowering auras.
“You can’t do one thing properly. There’s not
