I V Y
"Last night was fun," mom spoke as she took a bite of her pancake that I made for everyone since she wasn't able to cook. Her hand was in a lot of pain so I thought, 'why not be nice and cook?' Just kidding, Mason made them.
Dad hummed in response, shoving a piece of his breakfast in his mouth, "I shot Aich was choing cho schtay for breakfasht."
There was a moment of silence. We tried to make out what he said. 'I thought Ace was going to stay for breakfast.' Mason swallowed the food in his mouth before replying, "he had to leave early. Something came up."
"What thing?" Mom asked out of curiosity. Mason shrugged, "something, mom. He didn't tell me nor did I ask. Next time when you see him, you can ask him."
"Chill—" I muttered, raising my brows at my older brother, "did your girl break up with you already?"
"Shut up, Ivy," Mason rolled his eyes.
"You woke up on the wrong side of the bed?" I asked to which he let out a sigh, "Isabelle called me and told me that she won't be able t
