Literature
Nico X Reyna IV
Reyna P.O.V
I wished I brought my jacket. This Mc Donald's place was strongly air conditioned. I watched Nico stand in line, his expression changed for a while, as if realizing something, his eye brows scrunched together, then he raised them. Then I wondered why I was looking at his eyebrows. I took deep breaths, the delicious scent of fried potatoes wafted under my nose. My stomach growled.
Nico returned from the counter with food.
I wolfed it up.
Nico looked wistfully as I ate. I wondered if he got himself something.
"Did you get yourself something?" I asked,
"Yes. I mean, not for myself, just... never mind