Ethan
Bethany colluded with dad and she invited me for our long-awaited mother-son dinner date in my favorite restaurant. Sadly, it wasn't one you could just get in and out every day, reservations were limited. That was one way to make a first impression, dad was my chauffeur now another point to prove the colluding claims, Ivy was also driving her there. It was not clear whether they were also having a date of their own, last I checked they were not great of friends which was a fact I was also about to tell with Bethany. The city was lit up, the mood in the air was joyous being a Friday, party lights and laser beams in the air, dark skies with sporadic stars glowing on the surface. Seated in the back seat of dad's Bentley was me in a blue suit, plain white shirt with no tie, jackhammerin
