Krista's pov
We found Tristane's flat and he was happy to see both us. He let us in and managed to tiptoe around his luggages and several moving-in boxes. He probably just got here.
"Sorry about the mess guys. I literally just flopped in my bed over there and made myself home." He pulled away the plastic covering his couch, "Please, take a seat. I'll get you something to drink."
Lucian nodded while I decided to open the windows. The room needed some fresh air. "This is nice place you got, Tristane."
"Gee, thanks. I barely had time to look around some more but I do like it here." He answered from the kitchen. "Are you guys hungry?"
"No, we have just eaten." Lucian replied.
With that said Tristane came out carrying a tray. He laid it down on the table. He had some fresh lemons on the counter and guessing by the color of the liquid inside our glasses we were having lemonade.