"She said shed be here." Misha taps at the table.
"I'm sure she'll show." A car stops and misha perks up. A tall black guy gets out an he frowns.
"Maybe we should go." He mutters.
"How about right at 1 we leave?" I ask. Misha nods. I pull him closer and kiss his hair. "Relax." I whisper. A girl with long black hair and bright blue eyes walks in. "That's her?"I ask. She catches eyes with us and walks over.
"Hi." She smiles with a bruise on her wrist.
"Hi.. Savannah?" Misha asks
"Yeah uhm.. Hi."
"Hi."
"Hi." I pipe in. "Why don't you sit down." I say. She slides into the booth on the other side of us and taps lightly just like misha does.
"Are you hungry?" I ask.
"Yeah actually my foster parents right now are mad at me so as punishment I don't get to eat."
"Do you know why you were put up for adoption?" Misha asks quickly.
"No... I have no idea. . I heard that she had two kids and it hurt that I didn't get to stay." Misha's phone starts ringing he glances down at it.
"I gotta answer this." He slides out.
"So.."
"You're gonna be my brother in law?"
"Yes you've probably read all about it." I chuckle nervously.
"Yeah I've watched the video of misha proposing like 39 times."
"I can't stop looking at my ring. I love it."
"So I know you've been friends but like... Whas the whole story? Theres so many on the internet."
"Well we became friends after about two months of him being on set with us and then we later begin to have feelings and one break we kinda.. Did it in the impala."
"Misha says in his trailer?"
"We tell people that because we don't want them thinking more into destiel. So but I mean your family so you get the whole truth."
"Family?" She laughs. "I haven't been apart of a family in 18 years."
"I don't mean to be... Pushy? But are you in a good... Place?"
"Mentally?"
"Both mentally and physically."
"Mentally yeah I do my own things to make me happy. But my foster home isn't . .Great."
"So was this like-"
"Asking for help?" I kinda shrug a yeah. "No I just I don't knoe what to get to know them."
"Well I promise you misha is a great guy." He slides back in and sighs."Who was that?" I ask.
"Nancy's dad they just bought 230 lights for our wedding and are gonna work on clearing the barn and hanging up lights." I grin down at him.
"You guys are getting married in a barn?"
"Yeah its gonna be great. We wanted to get married in a church but the pastor thought we were a sin so we have my dad doing it."
"I can't even think about getting married."
"Why don't you come to our wedding?" Misha offers. "We have room."
"I would love to come but I don't think its a good idea."
"Oh. Ok."
"I don't want to make scene at your wedding... Ya know so."
"Yeah no I get that." I pat Misha's leg.
"Anyway-" she looks down and then hack at us. "I gotta go move out." Shs stands up.
"Savannah." Misha says. "Here." He hands her a napkin with his number on it. "Call me anytime."
"Okay.. Thank you misha." She walks out and I look at misha.
"Mmmm I wanna go home." Misha groans.
"Let's go put you in a bath."
