Benecio
"Where's Dove?"
Molly looked up wearing the most ridiculous outfit I had seen yet. A large thin knitted sweater with fake sunflowers stitched into it matching her bumblebee like leggings with black and yellow stripes. Her sneakers had little bees and she had tied up her hair into two pigtails that had sunflowers on them as well. She looked like a sunflower farm and I couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with fashion students?
She twisted her lips as she held her tote bag to her side and shook her green matcha in her takeaway cup then shrugged, "Why?"
"Molly," I sighed not in the mood for her games today. "Please just listen to me and behave for once in your life."
"I'm always behaved," she grinned, "Are you stalking me or something?"
Partially yes, I always saw Dove and Molly go to this specific coffee house on campus. I knew if I could find one of them on lunch break I would be able to find out where Dove was or hopefully see him.
"Molly."
