Boomerang bet
He turned to spy the almost empty streets, running a hand through his hair.
"With cuddling on the table, I can't say no." Standing and going to the small fridge sitting in the corner, he pulled out a bottle of water and went to stand in front of the window.
"So you'll come?"
He pictured her with her eyes wide open in excitement and chuckled lowly.
"Yes. Just-" he glanced at his watch, "- give me seven hours."
"Seven hours?! Sei serio?! Brandon, i'll be old with wrinkles by then!"
He scoffed out a small laugh and pulled his phone away. Activating his bluetooth, he strode to his desk, dropped the phone on it and opened his water.
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