Daime goes back home with a giant smile spread around his cheeks. Their oldest cousin, Drax is the person who welcomed him since Primo is too busy with his paper works.
"So, how far is this café again that it took you almost ten hours before you decided to go home?"
Daime stops on his tracks before facing his cousin who has a blank expression on his face. The youngest Santoro grimaces at him as he tries to come up with an excuse that can save him from an interrogation.
"Well… it's not that far… but… uh…"
Drax stares at him with a slight smile but his face says that he doesn't believe Daime at all. He is just waiting until Daime decides to tell him the whole truth as to why he came home late.
Sweats become to appear from Daime's forehead and neck while thinking of another excuse but nothing came up to his mind. The youngest sighs and reveals the real truth to Drax.
"I lost track of time because I was distracted of someone else's coco de mer."
