Coffee and Bliss

oo much stuff he was holding and to his surprise, a tan man was leaning over to a black car, more like waiting for him. Because when he saw him, he straig

ought my car in case you have a

f and took the bags in his han

and casually put his things on the backseat. He followed the tan man and almost go

t him food and offered him his dorm. He kept that thought in his mind. Because

ou can fix your things early and be besides having an assign

inside. A strong smell of perfume lingered on his nose when he got in. But hey, he liked the

ad, fascinating the beauty outside. It would be his first time living with a s

ch other’s name, right?” Th

though. He heard a chuckle coming from the man. He looked at him and saw the tan m

Tristan D

hen the tan man stretched

aited for a minute before speaking. “

peak longer.” He sensed sarcas

He said with

to speak human language,” Tristan said. He wiggle

n’s head. “Shia! It hurts. You always hit

back. He never imagined that

things at the back but Tristan picked them faster than he. He smacked his hand a

I am not your girlfriend either

Tristan opened the room's door for him. He dodg

n drawing! P'Gia ta

d in the room and a little girl with a pink dress showed up instantly in

hi! Ouch, I thin

’t bleed. A smile instantly formed on his lips when he saw the girl p

n from behind put down his things.“P'Harris? Oh,

w on, he will live here with us,” Tristan

,” he said. Amusement was on his face

r eyes—greeted him with a

There were three rooms after all and he wondered why. But it w

painted light blue and white. Spacious because there was nothing much bes

bed, hands on either side of his head

tan was leaning on the door frame with his hands on his chest. His chest pounded a little when Tri

mean, you directly came here after school so I bet you’re hungry. Just feel at home,

man was not bad after all. After thinking s

*

iced the unfamiliar room he was in. But then, he remembered that it

and some hotdogs on the table. Spilled dough on the floor. And a sweaty man with his blue apron in front of the stove. He looked like he was struggling to make food. He chuckled

really into cooking but I am trying h

dn't stop himself when Tristan yelped as h

you’re so

a cue that he was in for a flour fight. Both of them looked at the flour on the table and ran as fast as they could to have it. He almost touched it but Tristan dodged

ace?” A soft tone asked behind them

lollipop size just did this to me.”

ent. He then glared at Tristan. “Back off, I will cook before you burn the who

rs! And I didn’t burn anything.

g to the bread. Tristan rolled his eyes. Stomping hi

hould be the cook

rk, he asked Mia. “Little girl

I want an omelet and fried rice,” she said. As if

an suddenly asked. He loo

. Maybe I can do magic for them…” He said, full o

e tan man