"I got loads of information from your quirky biography," he said, "including the mention of 'Freepaw.' Mind explaining what that means?"

I groaned and took a sip from my drink, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me. 

I fidgeted awkwardly in my seat, my cheeks growing warm with a touch of redness. 

It wasn't something I felt proud of, having written about a childhood fantasy character in a class assignment.

Terence chuckled at my obvious discomfort and leaned forward, a reassuring smile ...