“Tit what are you doing here?”
“Oh you’re a spermcegg!” She smiled.
“Do you know Titiara?” the driver asked.
“Of course! That’s my nephew Mateo.” The driver turned to me to find out the name.
“Nice isn’t it? But of course Auntie is better!” she laughed.
“I’m right you look like that, this is Titiara!” he promised with a laugh.
My forehead furrowed, the way they talked as if the two knew each other. My gaze shifted to Matthew, he looks a little older than Tit.
“How are you? It’s good that you had a visit here? It’s been a while since you came here, you still—”
“You still haven’t changed Matthew, your blabber still!” Tit laughed.
He turned to the Audi that was still smoking. “Do you think it’s okay right away?”
“You know the studio is still far away from Titiara.”
“Why is it still broken ?!” she sighed.
I approached it. “Tit what are you doing here?”