Hestia's eyes widened even more when the girl named Justine didn't let go of Raven. It seemed like she was clinging on for dear life, like a gecko. Hestia could feel her blood boil as she watched the two.
"Justine, wait…" Raven said before letting go of the girl.
‘So, the girl's name is Justine.’ Hestia thought to herself, and if Raven hadn't let go of her, she would have dragged her away from Raven and then kick her out of this house.
But she also remembered that this wasn't her house. She didn't have the right to kick anyone out, especially since they seemed close.
"Raven, I'm glad to see you again. But wait?" she looked at the table. "Oh my god! I didn't say I was coming, but you really prepared. Did you make these?" she asked before sitting down and grabbing the utensils. "Perfect
