I munch down my Greek pasta cooked with my favorite chicken sausage mixed with whole wheat pasta. I could hear loud and happy chattering across the dining hall. Blue was currently on the other side of the world, but Mother talked to her in a video call, and I didn't bother asking why.
Eating pasta reminds me of the other night when Alejandro made Margherita pizza for me as a sign of losing from playing our childish game.
Never Have I Ever.
"-By the way, Ametrine, you'll be flying to Madrid, Spain, and attending the diamond jubilee commemoration of Lemuel Salazar. Carnelian will accompany you as it is her great grandfather," Patri says, and immediately Carnelian's mouth erupted with noises of whining.
But he only looked at her with his eyebrows raised, and I instantly knew the real reas
