location: idk some restaurant they’re both getting takeaway from?? with: @colin-blackwood
“Colin,” his name was met with a half-formed smile, kind, if not consistently inviting. “It’s been quite some time since I’ve seen you - how is Inaya?” She tucked a non-existent loose strand of hair behind her ear. “I know Ramona was mentioning her the other day - did you know that sometimes - not often, but sometimes, Ramona still brings up the school trip all those years ago.” She glanced back toward the kitchen. “What did you order tonight? Ramona’s been talking non-stop about craving Italian, so I figured we’d do a pizza and pasta night. She still asks for extra olives on her side of the pizza, which still confuses me, but who am I to crush her dreams, right?”