Capítulo 67: Typical Ellie

Weekend

Sebastian's apartment.

Staring at his bland coloured shirts, Sebastian frowned. Why was his wardrobe so weird? Why could he not find any proper coloured shirt? 

Cursing himself for not buying proper coloured clothes, he tossed them aside and grumpily sat down on the edge of the bed.

He was supposed to reach Ellie's place at 9:30am and it was already 8:30 but he still had nothing to wear. Why was his life so fucked up?

"Hey Seb can I—woah what the hell is this?" Looking at the shirts that were lying on the bed, Ava chuckled, "Are you drunk or something? When did you adapt to my messy skills? Oh my God did you slip in the washroom and hit your head?"

"What do you want Ava?" 

"Hmm well, I wanted your credit card because mine isn't working but I guess you need my help here." Picking up a light blue shirt, she asked, "So what kind of a meeting is it?"