Connor
"EJ is literal trash," Oksana complained on the other end of the speaker as I held my phone to my ear as I walked on the treadmill. When I woke up this morning and realized it was Wednesday I called her to tell her I was in Scotland and she had just bared her soul out to me and her complaints against her brother. "He's always doing this. Can't he get his life in order?"
I couldn't help but chuckle at that loving how Oksana said everything I always used to think. "When you become an adult and a future Queen you'll come to understand why your brother is trash."
"Don't remind me, Walter mentioned that the other day. The 'Queen' talk. That's why I wanted to see you so much today you were always so good at giving me advice. Anyway, Walter lowkey asked me if I could one day see myself as Queen and I literally froze. I just turned sixteen. The only Queen I am, is one of lack of ambition. Isn't it a bit too early to be talking about something like this?"
