perched on the desk facing the street view, dione was engrossed in the intricate floral print fabric that she had purchased from a small shop only earlier that day. she only noticed the silhouette of a person when she went to search for her thread kit â causing her to jolt, âyou scared the shit out of me!â the brunette said with a small laugh âwhatâs up? do you need anything?â
zion walked up behind her quietly, intentionally trying to surprise her. he laughed when she jumped the way she did. ânah, i donât need anything. i thought i would just stop by to see you.â he held up a paper bag that had grease seeping through it. âand i brought you something to eat. maybe you can take a break to eat and socialize with me. youâre like an old lady all cooped up in here sewing.â











