"Latte is a regular term for milk there," Santiago informed. "American culture hasn't reached there yet. So, while placing the order of Latte coffee, one must tell the barista specifically. This was the mistake that Emmanuel had been doing all this while. So, he had to learn to make Latte himself in the end."
"Poor baby," Valencia could sympathize with the boy. He looked a couple of years older than Cameron. "How old are you?"
"I'm nineteen," Emmanuel replied in a bland voice. He felt that only Valencia could connect with him over this matter but since she was on his enemy list, he didn't enthusiastically reply to her. This was to let everyone know that his loyalty lies with Persephone.
Santiago gave him a look but didn't say anything.
Valencia nodded in response as if his indifference had nothing to do with her. "My younger brother is seventeen. You remind me of him."
