บท 464: Celebration

It feels... peculiar," Olivia murmured, her gaze lingering on the casserole dish Seb had just set in front of her. Seb, noticing her apprehensive expression, raised an eyebrow as he discarded his mittens and settled into the seat opposite her. "You haven't even tasted the dish and you are calling it peculiar. You hurt me Olivia Brown-Frost!"

Olivia rolled her eyes as she watched him put a hand to his heart and pretend to be wounded. "Stop with your theatrics! You know I am not talking about the casserole!"

Seb chuckled, feigning innocence," Olivia Brown, are you saying that I feel peculiar?"

"Shu* up, Seb!! I am not talking about you! Stop doing that to distract me! I am talking about us!" Olivia grumbled as she took the serving spoon and helped herself to the casserole.