THe Don and Charlotte

Camille P. O. V

I entered the company's house and walked slowly to the living room.

"Hi Jaz, what's up Donald?" I tried to sound lively. She walked up to me and gave me a light knock.

"Ouch! What was that for?" I frowned rubbing my scalp.

"Is that how to greet your bestie you've seen for a long time? You neither call nor chat. I wonder what you're always doing at home all day" She said, and I rolled my eyes.

"Alright miss Dalton…I'm sorry" I teased and she blushed. I'm happy I'm getting used to them already except Alex. One minute he is lively,...