Chapitre 112: prima donna

"Arghh…" Riggs groans the moment he woke up. He was welcomed by his head throbbing probably due to the alcohol he consumed last night. His gaze sweeps across Tito's room and saw that the two people he was with last night were gone. Riggs then heedlessly leave the room still massaging his temples.

The moment he steps foot on the flower shop, Wren and Tito were already perched at one of the sofas, wordlessly drinking coffee. When Tito saw Riggs has woken up, he invited him over.

"Yo, Riggs. I prepared soup. Bet you have a hangover" Tito's ever genuineness tone reached Riggs' ear.

"Uh, yeah. Thanks." Riggs monotonously thanked him then perched on one of the seats in front of Wren.