35: Pick me up

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Thursday

Lando's point of view

'Goodmorning', Sienna walks in, wearing my shirt.

'Shut up, I need coffee', she looks angry.

'Here you go, sweetheart', I hand her a cup of coffee.

She takes a sip. 'You're so sweet'.

She takes a seat on the kitchen counter.

'What are you making?'

I point to the pancake mix in my hand.

'Pancakes'

'Amazing, you are amazing', she says while still sipping her coffee.

'I know, best boyfriend alert'

She chokes and spits out her coffee

'So I assume we're not using titles yet?', I ask.

'Better not, Carlos could be near'.

'You're wearing my shirt, I think he'd knew already if he was near'.

She laughs. Her amazing laugh.

I place the pancakes on a plate and I hand it to her.

'Thank you'

'Sienna we have to talk', I grab my own plate and we sit down at the dining table together.

'Tell me', she says while taking a bite.

'Carlos he uhm... he asked me something a while ago'.

'What? and when?'

'He uhm, he asked me the night we uhm... we... did it for the first time', I take a bite of the pancake, this shit is amazing.

'That was weeks ago', she smiles at me.

'Yeah it was... he asked me to uhm... to ask you something'.

'You're being mysterious', she laughs.

'He asked me about your bakery'.

Her expression changes and she immediatly pushes her plate away.

'Not hungry anymore, gotta go change'.

'Sienna?', I ask.

'No Lando, not today'.

'Then when? Believe me I don't want to bother you with these things, but your brother is being a pain in my ass', I brush a hand through my hair.

'Not now, not ever, that's history', she yells.

'Don't yell, sweetheart. Why is it history?'.

'I sold it Lando, half an year ago'.

'Then why does nobody know?'

'Because I don't want anybody to know that I failed okay? I was bankrupt, the pastries were horrible', she sighs.

'Now, can I go change?', she asks.

I nod and walk over to pick up her plate.

What do I say to Carlos?


Friday

Maeve's point of view

'Good evening, Mr Ocon', I walk out of my house, it feels amazing to be finally home.

'Maeve, you look stunning', I lock the door and walk off the stairs.

'You're too kind', I smile.

'No you are, you're basically doing charity by dating me'.

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