“Ms. Lee,” Charlene heard her intercom buzz. It was from Max.
So far, her Thursday morning was doing great. After sending Mickey to the airport, Charlene decided to spend the night at Andy’s apartment. She could feel the sadness on her friend’s face since it would be the first time for the twins to get separated.
Pressing the button, “Yes, sir?” She asked.
“My coffee.” Max, in his deep baritone stern voice.
“Coming, sir,” Charlene said.
She almost forgot that Max also loved his morning coffee, and since Damien wasn’t there, she was unable to remember that Max needed his coffee too.
Standing up, she prepared herself for another set of bickers and squabbles with the guy. Charlene then took her notebook so she could also recite his schedule for the whole
