Partner in crime

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as Isabella, dressed in her crisp uniform, stepped into the cozy little coffee shop. Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Chloe sitting at their usual table in the corner. With a confident stride, Isabella made her way over, a determined glint in her eyes.

Chloe looked up from her phone, a sly smile spreading across her lips as she caught sight of Isabella approaching. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my partner in crime," she greeted, her voice laced with amusement.

As Isabella reached Chloe's table, she returned the smile, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. With practiced ease, she slipped off her backpack and set it down beside her chair, the weight of her plans resting heavily on her shoulders. Taking a seat opposite Chloe, she leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Did you bring it?" Isabella asked, her tone low and conspiratorial, her excitement palpable."