Andria's POV
"Ask your question, you look like you have a ton," I urged her.
"Well, it's not a question really, it's an observation," she said, lowering her tone, putting her palm over her mouth.
"Oh, it feels like a secret or something you don't want to say here. If that's the case, let's head to my place or your place," I suggested after gauging her countenance and reading her mind.
"My place will be much better, your place isn't that safe, especially after recent happenings. Besides, come and enjoy royalty a little," she said playfully.
"Ok, if you say so," I smirked at her, and we hurried our food and walked to her dormitory apartment.
She had the space all to herself; the apartment had two rooms, unlike other apartments with three rooms. It was pretty spacious and beautiful. It screamed luxury from the moment you entered.
"Your space is really huge and like you promised, it feels like royalty," I complimented, heading towards one of her rooms.
