Me:? ? ?
Beauty:Mr. Ribeiro glared at me right before heading out for lunch. That’s progress, right?
My heart ached as I read that message once, and then a second time.
Me:Oh, Myles; I’m so sorry:(
I honestly couldn’t understand whyAvôhad to behave this way at all, and I was so upset with the way he was treating Myles. Honestly, if it were anyone else, they’d have already quit the job and not even cared about the damn contract. That little fact itself should be enough forAvôto realize that Myles wasn’t like the others. But I guess my grandfather really couldn’t see past his mulishness to give my guy even a single chance.
Beauty:It’s okay, really. I’ll prove to him that I deserve to be with you.
I felt an array of emotions swirling inside me as I read those words.
Me:But that’s the thing, Myles: you don’t have to prove yourself to anyone. I didn’t want you to prove yourself to me, so Avô shouldn’t want it, either. You’re an amazing person,and that’s all that matters to me. I just don’t know why it’s not enough for him.
Beauty:He is pretty strange that way, your grandfather. He won’t talk to me; he doesn’t want me to date you. But still, he wants me to continue working on the renovations, and even leaves us alone every alternate day to go to your shop. It’s crazy.
Me:I couldn’t have put it any better:/
Beauty:Anyways, I have to get back to finishing up the kitchen floor. I can’t believe it’s come together so fast. Did you ask Mr. Ribeiro about the appliances? I think he wanted a few new ones for you.
I shoved a piece of cheese roll-up into my mouth before typing.
Me:Yeah, we’d decided earlier this year to change them all after we got the kitchen renovated, so that’s what we’re going with. Amazon should deliver them tomorrow or the day after.
Beauty:Cool. Paul can help set them up once they’re here.
Me:Yay:’)
Beauty:Gotta go:(
Me:Nooooo.
Beauty:I can’t have you running around a floorless kitchen, Rina. That’s wrong on so many levels, that I can’t even begin to count them on hand.
I snickered.
Me:Fine, go do your hammering and nailing. I’ll see you when I get home.
Beauty:That sounded so wrong and inaccurate in terms of the flooring process, but I’ll let it pass because you’re uneducated in the field.
Me:Did you just insult me?
Beauty:Yes???
Me:•´ ? ,•`
Me:I guess I deserved it.
Beauty:Again: yes.
Me:Fuck you:*
Beauty:Aww, thanks.
I chuckled.
Me:I’ll see you later, you weirdo.
