"Not sleeping yet?"

I looked up from my phone screen. Dessy had sent a few invitation design options. Since the time was quite short, Dessy was putting in maximum effort. Fortunately, she knows my taste very well.

"I forwarded the invitation designs. What do you think, which one is good?" Yesterday, she asked for my opinion. After all, for the reception matters, it's not just mine, right? So, I wanted Andrew to consider it as well.

Andrew had just finished showering. He looked fresher than ...