A bedraggled Penelope Silvius slumped into her customary chair in the main floor kitchen the following morning, chastising herself for spending the whole night waiting for a phone call from Tobias that never actually came. She should have known when midnight rolled around that he wasn’t going to call, but now that morning had come and she hadn’t gotten so much as a text from the jerk, she felt justified in her annoyance with him. What about their breakfast date? She didn’t think she was the only one looking forward to it, but at this moment it sure felt like she was.
Ryan and Carrie had already left for their early morning classes, so it was just her and Sebastian at the table, neither of whom were particularly skilled when it came to preparing meals. It was a Tobias special for both of t
