"She thinks you're fantastic, you think she's fantastic, can I take your order now?" Ranna sighed from behind them, dropping Nora's bag with bagel on the table.
"Look at this, Ranna! He even drew you!" Nora held the paper up, trying to hide the fact that she was blushing.
Ranna looked down, searching for her face. It was drawn under a dark cloud, a surly expression on her face. Ranna suspected it was meant to be comical.
"Spectacular," she said dryly. "Order?"
No comments:
Post a Comment