Isabella Martini - POV
"What are you making?" I heard Arlo ask me from the living room while I ransacked all the cupboards looking for something that I could use, but all I found so far were boxes of cookies and bottled water.
"Maybe tea or coffee," I said as I got up in my tiptoes and opened the top shelf when a smile appeared on my face. I grabbed the box of tea packets, closed the cabinet door, and placed it next to me. While the water was boiling, I took out two teabags and placed them in both our cups.
I have no idea what this would taste like since the box did not mention what sort of flavor it was, but right now, I don't care. I poured the hot water into the cups and waited for three minutes before I threw the tea bags in the rubbish bin and took the cups into the living room. Arlo was sitting on the couch wearing a pair of track pants while his upper body was bare.
