Camilla

You are sitted in a restaurant. You're on your 3rd glass. Watching the entrance checking your phone. Nothing.... Finally, after the 3rd call, she answered Gunshots can be heard at the other end, shouting, explosion, and- Kill the bartards, already! The waiter stare at you, shocked before you eaved him away as you pinched the bridge of your nose. Finally, she spoke Who the fuck is call- Baby! oh hi! How are you? How's my sweet little honey pie?!