Ava POV
I made it through the day. I ended the day with a very rewarding meeting and a new marketing campaign for the fast food restaurants. I was exhausted, but very satisfied with the overall results.
I entered my apartment and saw Roger sitting on the couch sipping a glass of red wine. I had no idea why, but he had been getting this old rich-men habit that I find really amusing, I guess it is because, from big foster nobodies, we ended up winning the life´s lottery and ended up friends with all the big-shots in Central City.
“Hey…” I whispered not wanting to break the mood he was in.
He opened his eyes and greeted me “Hey, sis…” He patted the empty spot next to him, for me to take. I slowly walked towards it and sat.
“What is going on?” I asked, it was very off-character of him
