Cuatro

*Melvin sat quietly with a book open in front of him, occasionally flipping through the pages* Melody: Melvin, you’ve been reading that for like an hour. *Vinora adjusted her glasses, glancing over* Vinora: He’s probably memorizing it. Melvin: I already finished it. Melody: …You’re kidding. Melvin: No. Vinora sighed softly. Vinora: Of course.