Agreement Pt I: (I want milk tea... )

The next morning, Emilin woke up with a headache.

After washing up and taking some medicine to prevent a fever from cropping up, she made her way to the living room of the apartment, which she wasn't all too familiar with just yet.

She was scrolling through her phone when someone knocked on the door.

Without even having to look at the peeping hole, she opened the door to welcome Xander, who came in with fresh bread from the cat cafe across the street, which worked as half a bakery, Emilin's preferred caramel macchiato, and another bag filled with papers.

As per usual, they spent a few hours reviewing and revising a few details here and there with Xander asking questions about the sector he was working on.

"I'm going to start getting slightly busier now, so I probably won't be available 24/7 anymore," Emilin sipped on her coffee, which now that she thought about it, she shouldn't be drinking.