A few hours later, I was standing in William's kitchen making pancakes. I was only wearing his shirt that was a bit wrinkly and buttoned very badly and had my hair in a messy ponytail.
William had shown me that all throughout his house he has the Alexa and even made the Americanized joke; 'Alexa, play Despacito.' And now I was listening to The 1975 shuffle. I sang along quietly to Falling For You as I flipped a few pancakes and tried to remember what cabinet the cups were in. I was thankful that a few plates were in the dishwasher and I decided to look again rolled my eyes when I found two glasses.
I took them out and set them on the island behind me. The song gets to the chorus and I sway my hips, humming softly as I stack the pancakes on our plates.
"Damn, I wish I could see that ever
