DATE: THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 27th, 2020. TIME: 2:45 PM. LOCATION: BLUEWATER AVALON. OPEN TO: MILES ELLIS.
“You’re late,” Nathalia states, setting aside the menu once she’s finished with it. “I almost thought you were going to stand me up.” She continues casually while leaning forward, watching Miles settle into his seat. Truth be told, the model didn’t care that Miles was late. She just liked teasing him whenever there was a chance. “Then I gave you the benefit out the doubt and figured you weren’t that dumb to do such a thing.” She winks playfully at the man sitting across from her. “So, what’s up with you? How’ve you been?” She asks, focusing in on Miles. They saw each other often, mostly at Iris & Eve, but never really had anytime to chat which was frustarting to Nathalia since she enjoyed Miles’ company. And espically after the event, seeing him the way he was, it was clear that she now even went as far as to admit she cared about his wellbeing. They didn’t get into precise detail at the ball, and Nathalia wasn’t planning on getting into any specifics today about what made him drink as much as he had that night, but Nathalia had a feeling that they had more in common than they both origionally thought.
