𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ❪ 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋 ❫

❪ 𝟬𝟯 ❫ 𝖥𝖱𝖨𝖣𝖠𝖸 𝖭𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳 𝖣𝖨𝖲𝖠𝖲𝖳𝖤𝖱

╭━━━━━╯⁰⁰ , 𝕱𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑₊˚.༄
❪ 𝙿𝙸𝙾𝙻𝚃 ! ❫
𝖥𝖱𝖨𝖣𝖠𝖸 𝖭𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥 ─── ❪ 🪶💌! ❫

✦ ╮ 𝟬𝟬𝟯, ❝ 𝑢𝑚, 𝑚𝑟. 𝑓𝑜𝑜𝑡𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟, 𝑠𝑖𝑟. 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑛 ❞

          ❝ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄, this ravioli is amazing. ❞ Tiffany says as she and Drake sit with each other at the dining table, "What's it called?"

"Oh, well...well you know its...ravioli from a....from a llama...," Drake trails off, silently cursing himself under his breath.

"I've never heard of it."

"Neither have I." He mumbles, cutting a piece of the ravioli with his fork.

"Who are they?" Tiffany asked as Josh walks out of the kitchen, Marlowe following him as she tries to stop him.

Once Josh hears Tiffany, he quickly takes the blue apron he's wearing off, throwing it to Marlowe who throws it into the kitchen before flashing the two a bright smile.

"Josh! Marlowe!"

"Hi."

"I have the wrong address."