Living Together

"Probably. But what does it have to do with the pack?" I still asked Felise even if I already know she knows nothing about it.

Felise and I had been sitting in her apartment for hours, patiently waiting for Razel and Isadora to return while discussing our combined assumptions about Isadora.

But because all of them were simply assumptions, we talked about other things. We passed the time by talking about our future plans and dreams.

Felise was a planner, always thinking ahead, and always making sure that she had everything under control. She had a three-year plan, a five-year plan, a ten-year plan, and even a plan for when we were seventy years old. She was determined to succeed in life and nothing could stop her.

As we talked, Felise cooked a delicious dinner for us. The smell wafting from the kitchen was enough to make our stomachs growl in anticipation.

We continued our conversation while she worked, discussing our hopes and fears for the future. We talked