Lavender's viewpoint
Giovanna, Micah and I were laughing at the cafeteria as August told a story of his worse sexcapade, it was a bitter experience we laughed to. "Serve you right for trying a married woman." Giovanna said, pointing her fork at him.
"She wanted my cock, what was I supposed to do? Turn her down?"
"Yes." We said flatly before laughing and giving ourselves high-five for our awesome unison. Great minds think alike.
"Idiots." August cursed and then angrily shoved Micah's spaghetti into his mouth and ended up choking. Again, we laughed.
"Oh, look, Mr. Verlice's sons are leaving!" Someone shouted.
"Where!"
"Wait, I want to see them!"
"I haven't seen them, where are they?!" More shouts rang out as the workers rushed to the glass window-wall to see my sons. I wasn't ready to let anyone know they were mine yet, so I begged them to stay away from me and made it easier by avoiding them too.
"Oh my God, they are so cute!"
