Chapter 3: Dinner Discussions

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London, Victoria, 1 Palace Street SW1E, 4:50 pm

As the sun went down on the vast horizons of England, the streets were still buzzing with life. Everybody was either flying home or meeting up with friends for dinner, as the street lights slowly made their way on. Toby on the other hand was exhausted. After having no rest the other night chasing the Antigone, and spending all day filling paper and cleaning the mess they made the other night, his heads just hand it. All he could think about that night was just snuggling up in that nice, sweet, and warm in that bed of his.

It was just him and his uncle in their own apartment at Balfour Beatty. One of the wealthiest areas in London, with its luxurious interiors, six stories high walls, and within that is almost as long as the titanic, Balfour Beatty truly resemblance like a palace. The flat itself was modern with its own smart home system, with three bedrooms an office space for Davids work. It was designed as an open space where the kitchen, dinner room and living room were all in the same area, so that it was more room for the copters to move around in.

The kitchen had beautiful white marble counter tops and an island bench, straight black storage cupboards with sliver frames around it and a smooth polished wooden floor. The dinner room was on the left side of kitchen, with a strong oak two metre wide table and a small chandelier hanging from above. A small pond and waterfall feature was located behind the dinner room, it gave the space a more natural effect. The living was the bigger space out of the town, as it connected to the front door as well to the hallway where the bathroom and bedrooms were.

It had a big siting area, with a TV and a fire place underneath it. The living room also connected towards a small balcony in the apartment, that overlooked the city and Buckingham palace. Over all the house may have been a bit extreme for Toby but it was home and he didn't mind.

Once Toby landed at the apartments helipad, he tried to avoid the traffic flow of the other flat neighbours to get to his own home. It was a difficult task as planes and cars were all returning home from work. Toby eyed one family greeting each other and a wave of sadness hit him, gosh did he miss times like those.

The copter bushed it off as he continued on his task ahead. Finally, He reached the familiar sleek black doors as he was about to open it only to be surprised that it was already open. Alarmed, Toby slowly opened the door, driving in cautiously inside towards the living room.  He scanned around to see if anyone was visible as he was about to reach the phone than,

CLINK! His eyes shot up towards the direction of his kitchen, relief fell upon him as he saw a familiar face in view.

"Aunt Cathy?" He softly called.

"Oh! Toby! Your here. I didn't hear you come in."

"You left the door open."

"Did I? Oof My bad, don't tell your uncle." She firmly said as Toby rolled his eyes at her.

"Soo, what are you doing here?"

"What? I can't visit my brother and nephew when I want too." His Aunt plainly stated, making Toby cock an eye-brow at her.

"Well, normally people who come to visit have a reason."

Aunt Cathy chuckled at her curious nephew. "Boy, nothing gets past you does it."

"Nope, anyway what are you doing in the kitchen?"

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