“When do you land?” I question Roland as I step out of the boutique I hid into to get something catchy for myself... And okay.. My master
“Two weeks.” He shifts the bags he is carrying: his own and Zara’s, because he has been carrying her things since she was four years old and will probably continue until one of them dies.
"You missed the fire and break dance show, L"
"L?" Zara's face downturn and she takes a step back at Roland's lethal voice. I hold a smile, knowing someone is about to absolutely correct this girl in my honor
"When did you start fu... Calling her by her name?"
"I... She said I can"
"I didn't you liar." Her eyes widen and she twitch her mouth. I roll my eyes
"I told her same thing earlier. She said who cares. What can we do"
"I didn't!" Roland moves the bags to
