third person's pov :
grayson squints his eyes as he peers through the blinds, glaring at his brother's jeep. "god, are they ever gonna come out or are they gonna just keep fucking?" he grumbles
"grayson!" perla screeches, punching his bicep
"you know, i can't feel that right? it feels like a tiny little pressure though so, i'll give you props for that."
"you're a dick, you know that?" she asks, squinting her eyes and shoving her finger towards his chest
"mhm." he replies, a teasing smirk on his face
"ok, break it up you two. before you both kill each other." hayes chuckles, nudging his way between the two and also taking a peek outside. "oh shit, they're walking up towards the door. fuck-EVERYONE! PLACES!" he shouts
the lights are turned off in an instance and everyone ducks down in position, snickering like little kids.
"ethan. did you do some shit to the lights, again?" nova whispers
everyone snickers quietly at her immediate accusation but still stay in their hidden spots.
"nova! what the hell, no! just because i blew out the lights that last time we cooked, doesn't mean it's an on-going habit. that's mean... that you think that low of me." ethan pouts, crossing his arms across his chest
"you know i'm just teasing, e. but seriously, who the hell fucked with the lights because i can't see anything."
"surprise!"
on cue, the lights are automatically turned on and everyone's eyes are set on the two with bright smiles and glimmering eyes.
"oh god." ethan murmurs, looking up at the large banner that is hanging up across the wall
"what?" nova asks, following his eyes
the banner says, 'CONGRATULATIONS ETHAN!' in large and loud letters, making nova chuckle lightly.
ethan responds with a glare and he groans, smacking his forehead with his right hand.
"oh, i'm so proud of you ethan." nova's mom whines, rushing to ethan's side and pulling him in for a crushing hug
"gosh, i mean i knew you loved writing but, damn. this much?" she asks in awe, pulling back from the bone crushing hug to squish ethan's cheeks. "i still see your seven year old self, running around my kitchen, trying to find the cookie jar while nova lifts you up." she says in admiration
ethan smiles softly at her memory and she let's go finally, giving him a soft peck on his cheek.
"you better take care of yourself. i'll be sending you a care package to every hotel you stop by at. so, make sure to write down your hotel stops." she orders, waving her finger around in his face. "nova, keep him on his toes." she smirks, walking away and leaving ethan and nova with furrowed eyebrows
"so..." grayson smirks, waltzing his way over to the two with perla by his side. "we're you guys fucking or..."
"grayson! you're fucking insane, it's official." perla whines, covering her face with her hands
both nova and ethan stumble when trying to form words and they both flush a deep red, rubbing the back of their necks and avoiding eye contact.
"oh my god... did you?!" grayson cringes
"what the fuck? no! are you dumb? i think you're dumb." ethan groans
