Simi and Mark settled on the bench that stood right in front of the garden. The environment was very peaceful and smelled like flowers too.
It made her feel a bit relaxed.
"I know I shouldn't worry about how hard Ryan might get hurt but shouldn't we try to talk to Naomi?" Mark asked in worry
"Once she's made up her mind, it's hard to change it. Especially when she thinks and feels like you've wronged one of hers. She is very protective" Simi offered him a can of Soda
"Where on earth did you get this? I thought you gave one to Naomi?" He asked
Simi laughed
"I'm an official addict. I stuff as much as I can in my fanny pack" she pats the black belt strapped around her waist.
"Fair enough. You don't happen to have some cookies in there do you?" He asked with a chuckle
"Say no more! I always come prepared" he assured as she hands him a bag of cookies.
"Please don't tell me you have whipped cream there"
Simi laughed
