All That Fell Down

"Calm before the storm, wasn't it?" Zorya asked, picking at grey spot on the white table.

"That night made it the best day of my life," Cassandra said, lifting an eyebrow cheekily.

Zorya looked up. Lips curved into a smirk.

"Yeah? Which part of the night?" Zorya leaned back on the cold, ivory chairs, crossing her arms.

"All of it."