“I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”
“Is this yours?” Elmore asked around a mouthful of cereal. He looked more than a little disheveled, bed head all over the place and sleep still in his eyes, and Aqua’s sweater. “Thought it was mine. But yeah, crazy, huh?” he asked, giving a genuine smile at the man across him. “Guess my natural charm is to thank for that.”












