Cristof POV
Early in the morning we were up and ready to have some time just for us.
Teresa greeting us with small typical portugues pastries and a small cup of coffee un the tray.
Surely european style screaming from every side, I can tell I’m just missing my food. I know I'm a lame but I’m a twenty-six man that basically has never left home, I feel a bit stressed with all the happenings and surely the lack of my food is not helping setting in.
Teresa is a very nice lady and Byron has just revealed they are more than friends, just grabbing her from the waist and deeply and passionately kissing her, she chuckled a bit and then scof him on the chest playfully, at the sight with our noses in the cup me and Aya giggle a bit.
“You are young but we have seen some more happy year back then.
