*On Earth*
Xanthippeia's knee was bouncing up and down with nerves as she looked around out the window of the car. She felt like she was in the middle of some low budge spy film, from the unplanned matching black leather jackets and sunglasses on as they sat across from the café waiting for their guests of honour to arrive.
"She's not here, why is she not here yet? " She asked getting impatient.
"She will be, trust me. I've been checking her social media and apparently she meets Mason here after her violin lessons on weekdays and in the evening on weekends." Quinton answered not taking his eyes off the café and Xan scoffed.
"What are you a PI now Q?"
"No, but I do have 4.0GPA so shut it and keep an eye out."
