Melody’s POV
It was weird and kind of fun playing games with Gaston. He was good, but not as good as I was. It reminded me of my dad and I getting into trouble all of the time with my mom for staying up late into the evenings instead of him putting me to bed. Gaston almost had me laughing when he threw down the controller in a fit after I had won the umpteenth time.
“Damn, b***h! How did you beat me again?! I even gave you the s**t controller.”
I rolled my eyes at his antics, he seemed almost like a completely different person, albeit still snarky, than yesterday. I took another bite of pizza that Gaston had ordered for us to eat for supper. I was about to bite down on it when I saw a group of people pass in front of the window to my right. Curious, I stood up and pretended like I was s
