Stella
Tristan said he needed a shower, so I let him go while I finish putting the last of the dishes up. Once I finish up, I start looking around and notice how cold it feels in here. Everything seems like it's for looks, untouched. I see a door a haven't noticed before and go to open it and see Ian sleeping on the couch it's an office or something. He wakes up and looks at me.
"Morning," I say
"I thought y'all were leaving?" He asks sitting up
"Tristan wants to stay" I lean against the door.
"It smells good did you cook?"
"Yea, cinnamon apple pancakes, and cinnamon rolls, I heard your quite the cook" and he laughs
"I was I haven't in a long time"
"Well, I brought groceries maybe you can tonight?"
"What are you doing? Stella" he asks
"Tristan misses you and wants to see
