Twelve

It was the most awkward thing that ever happened to her. She cringed inside the entire way to La Lune. She didn't expect to see John right the very moment she was going to call the cab. The shooting must've wrapped up early that day. She was sweating a little bit, she had to sit face to face with Lucas for at least two hours and had to persuade him to let her leave the place without him driving her back home. She should've thought that through before she agreed on this ... dinner invitation.