We need to talk

Mabel's POV

Next morning at 8:00am .....

Saturday morning....

"My mom is coming over for dinner tomorrow's night , you have to prepare something nice"

"And please try not to give off a peasant's aura, " Dwayne said and

walked out of the house.

I turned from the dinning table to look at his departing figure.

I turned back to my food and scoffed.

He sure knows how to say nonsense things, I actually don't blame him though.

Immediately I was done eating, I exhaled and packed up my plates.

I'm supposed to go see Layla today , but after our fight yesterday I think we both need space.

Space to figure out what we really mean to each other and get all our feelings together.

I heard my phone buzz in my pocket and I brought it out.

It was an unknown number, at first I hesitated but then I decided to pick it up.

"You need to dress up and go to your restaurant immediately, " the voice said immediately. I accepted the call.

Oh!, Dwayne. Immediately he said that he ended the call. Not even sure if