Mia's POV
The three of us stood outside of Perky Pours, feeling anxious. Okay, maybe i was the only one who felt anxious. I never had a real job before. Hell, I really didn't do much around the pack house. I was privileged, and i knew it. Harlow and Gabby both had kitchen experience. They both worked in the kitchen since they were fourteen. What i could bake was very minimal. My mother wasn't the best at it, so she wasn't able to teach me like most mothers probably did.
Harlow put her arm around my shoulders. "It will be fine. If you can't bake, im sure you will be able to figure out how to make coffee."
I flipped her off jokinly. I did know how to make coffee, and my mother had an expresson machine that i was familar with. "Okay, let's do this."
I started to walk forward when Gabby g
