Once Serena were alone in the kitchen, she leant back against the side of the sink.

She rested your chin on your palms and stared off blankly at nothing in particular. They were thinking too much, but at the same time, you couldn’t stop thinking about the conversation with Sergio yesterday.

She still couldn’t believe that you had finally managed to ask him if he was interested in you. She were afraid that he would say no. He’d probably laugh at you and walk away.

She shook your head, trying to clear the thoughts away. This was all pointless. She pushed yourself off of the counter and moved over to...