“Eh, not too bad.” Aleja shrugged and continued to look over the artwork. “They’re amazing.” He let her know.
“Thank you,” she said, feeling her cheeks turn a little pink. The praise wasn’t something she was particularly used to, but she appreciated it all the more because of that. “I guess they’ll brighten up the fridge,“ she joked. “Are you cooking? I mean, are you going to be.”















