Izan leaned back against the couch and exhaled, thinking about the call with Miranda.
Another kind of battle would be ensuing soon and he was the prize.
"Nice- oof" Izan tried saying but Olivia jumped onto him, trying to enter the oversized hoodie too.
"You're clingy," Izan said looking at Olivia who had poked her head out, the latter staring back with a smile
"Ahh, but you love it," she said as she pulled the hoodie over Izan's head, hers going into the hoodie which held Izan's head in place.
....
[2 days later]
The early morning light filtered through the blinds of Izan's apartment, a soft amber glow that gently nudged the world awake.
The city was still quiet, save for the soft hum of traffic below.
Izan squatted by the door, his gym bag slung over one shoulder, lacing up his sneakers.
Behind him, Olivia was finishing up with her things.
She moved around the apartment with a casual grace, putting a few things in her bag and adjusting the strap of her jacket.
