ANDRE
Everyone was so tense.
I had arranged everything to be beautiful: the table set up beautifully, the food cooked by the best the city had to offer, and yet… The mood I was hoping would be live, even going so far as to sit everyone where I thought it would make things easier …
Nothing was going well.
Miko and Jude were quiet, watching and waiting. Keeping to themselves, like they could protect each other from whatever will blow on or faces any minute now.
I was seated next to Zein, who was bobbing his leg up and down, an anxiety tic, as he stared at his empty glass of wine.
Rin is already drinking his wine slowly, mostly smiling at him but also tense. I can see how he is aware, but trying to get drunk fast enough to drown out any choking tension that's lingering on the table. Rex is sitting back, staring off at the sunset, looking like Adonis himself, like he is unbothered and yet …
