“Three milkshakes and two coffees for the most hardworking team in the world!” Atlas chirped, strolling into the living room.

I raised my head, offering him a loose smile. “You look like a mess,” It came out dreamy, laced with love.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he said, setting the tray down, sitting cross-legged on the floor.

I glanced around, her nose scrunching at the rumpled papers, torn sketch pads, broken pencils, Louis’ textbooks, Lily’s teddy ...