Quixotic (2)

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With a white robe tied over her night clothes, she exited the bathroom with her hair pulled into a messy bun at the sound of someone knocking on the door to the room. She opened the door to see a professionally dressed man with his hands on the handle of a cart draped in a white sheet, "I'm sorry, you must be mistaken, I didn't order room service."

"Then, you must have a secret admirer." The man winked as he pushed the cart into her room, singing, "Enjoy." A big smile pulled at his lips as he nodded once and stepped to exit her room.

The door shut, and Mila ran to stand on the opposite side of the cart, asking eagerly, "What is it?"

"It's breakfast, bug." Aria answered hesitantly, taking notice to how three plates were covered by silver lids. She lifted one of the lids to see a full platter of breakfast foods, "We got the full package --." Aria chuckled as she covered the food and moved the large cart to sit away from the door.

There was another knock, and Mila turned to hold the doorknob, calling gleefully, "Who is it?"

"It's Brian --." He hummed with the same length in his words, a smile on his lips as she opened the door, "Good morning, ladies." He sang happily as he stepped into the room, locking his eyes on the small grin that pulled at Aria's lips. He glanced down at the cart, sighing playfully, "Wow, you girls must be hungry --."

"You came just in time --." Aria told him with a grin, having a hunch. She shrugged her shoulders, teasing him, "We have a secret admirer who bought us breakfast." Aria turned to look down at the three platters, flashing Brian a small smile as she quickly added, "It was probably Sal --."

His smile dropped for a moment, but it appeared back on his lips as he met her playful glare, "Thank you, Brian 'Q' Quinn, for this lovely meal." She teased him as she lifted Mila to sit at the edge of the bed, telling him, "I'm sure there is enough food for the three of us if you'd like to stay."

"I'd love to." He hummed, a smirk on his lips as he helped to uncover the plates.

Aria changed into a pair of jeans with rips at the knees, a embroidered maroon shirt that exposed her shoulders, and a pair of grey heeled boots. With her brown hair curled over her shoulders, she walked from the bathroom to see Brian's eyes pop. A nervous smile formed on his lips as he looked up from the clapping game he played with Mila, "Your turn, squirt." Aria called with a cheesy grin on her lips, holding the bathroom door open until Mila ran inside.

She brushed Mila's tangled hair, and pulled it half-up into a bun. The child changed into a long-sleeved, floral patterned blue shirt, and pulled a pink, fake-denim dress over her head, "Can we go to the arcade today?" Mila asked excitedly, bouncing on her toes, "I've always wanted to go to the arcade!"

"Oh, yeah?" Aria asked as she opened the bathroom door and Mila ran to climb on the bed. Aria grabbed a pair of the child's brown boots and knelt to slide them on Mila's feet, "How long have you wanted to go to the arcade?"

"Like, since I was three!" The child exclaimed.

"Wow, you've been waiting a long time." Aria teased as she flashed a small smile to Brian, saying, "We wouldn't want to keep you any longer, let's go."

"Yay!" Mila cheered, jumping to her feet as Aria stood.

They spent hours in the arcade, and Aria was surprised to see how Brian tended to Mila without a bit of hesitation in his movements, "Hey, Mil." He called to the child, catching Aria's attention. Her eyes followed Mila as she ran away from a game, watching as Brian lifted her to sit on his shoulders in front of the basketball game, asking her, "Ready?"

Aria stepped forward with her camera, snapping a photo of the pair as they played the game together. Brian would grab the basketballs, pass them to Mila, and she would shoot them toward the basket. She missed most of the shots, but they all cheered when a ball finally went through the hoop.