White-hot Christmas – Ch. 3

Chapter 3: What now?

It was three in the afternoon when Bianca and Daniela each took a mug of hot chocolate out in the porch. After opening the awning they sat on garden chairs to watch the snow fall, and relax as they digested their lunch.

“Oh, damn. I’m full. How can those people eat so much. Your mom’s rice pudding, though. I hope she brought more.” said Bianca as she sat down.

“Heh, maybe we should ask her for the recipe and we can make some while I stay here.” suggested Daniela.

“That sounds pretty fuckin’ amazing, not gonna lie.” Bianca replied.

“Hey, what do you think of that Brazilian grill restaurant we always go to in Newark?” asked Daniela, taking a sip of her chocolate.

“Well, I don’t know. It’s not bad. I mean, the ‘rents seem to like it. Personally I think their rice is pretty good, the Picanha is decent, and it’s always fun to drink Sumol. But I guess if you want something more hardcore you’d have to go down to the city. Why, you don’t like it?” asked Bianca.

“Nah, I do. It’s not bad. You’re right about the Sumol though, sometimes I feel like that’s the only thing I look forward to the most there. W-well, besides getting to see you and running off to the bathroom with you.” said Daniela.

“Heh, that’s my girl.” Bianca replied, taking a sip of her hot drink.

For a few minutes they just sat around, sipping hot chocolate and appreciating the snow as it fell. They could hear the faint static-like noise the snow flakes made landing on top of the awning. Aside from that, the silence the snow created was almost comforting.

“Hey, so, have you made a decision on what colleges to go to?” asked Daniela.

“I don’t know, was thinking about Purchase. I heard their dance program is like, balls deep.” Bianca explained.

“Hahahah!