I didn't know if walking into Bubble Dreams was an escape or an extension of my current predicament. Either way, I needed those drinks before heading to Valentine Manor for Cassidy's tutoring session and Sabrina's ramen delivery.
The bell chimed as I pushed open the door, and I was met with blessed emptiness—no line, no high school students taking selfies with rainbow-colored drinks, just Mira behind the counter looking bored while studying what appeared to be another calculus textbook.
"Look what the cat dragged in," she said, glancing up with a smile that brightened her whole face. "Let me guess: taro milk tea, less sugar, extra pearls for someone fancy, and strawberry milk tea with lychee jelly for someone cute and pink?"
I raised an eyebrow. "You memorized the entire order?"
"Pretty boy with nice hands comes in regularly to buy boba for rich employers? Yeah, I'm gonna remember that." She closed her textbook. "You look like garbage today."
"Thanks."
