❝You owe me. I mean really owe me.❞
ღ. “i owe you?” she couldn’t help the snort of laughter that escaped her lips, pairing it with a playful roll of the eyes. she was willing to humor him, though, and gestured to the seat across from her. leaning back in her chair, she propped the heels of her feet up on her desk, arms crossed as she shot him an expectant look. “please, enlighten me. what do i owe you for, hm?’








