Famke entered her apartment and frowned at Bram sitting on the sofa with his headphones on and the video game console lighting up their television. She moved to stand in front of him and he leaned sideways to look at the screen as he pushed his headphones down.
“Did you eat?”
“Not yet. I was waiting for you.”
“Royal and Precious are in town and they want to take us for dinner. Precious wants to go to the diner where I work.”
He paused his game, the controller loosely in his grip as if annoyed she was in his way, “then go. You don’t need me with you.”
The sharp tone made her head pull back, “What is wrong?”
“Nothing.” He stared at her blankly.
“Bram, I’ve known you your entire life. I can tell when you’re annoyed. What gives?”
“They showed up today and suddenly all is well. He calle
