The room was darkly lit. The lights of New York seemed haunting tonight. Was Dan right about leaving Serena? He hoped he was. After all, Georgina had been there for him when Serena was too busy partying. But Serena WAS the main reason why he was apart of this glamorous (and scandalous) world...could he truly emotionally leave her?
The soft body next to him stirred. He shifted to comfort it, closed his eyes and reassured himself he's doing the right thing.
The smell of waffles lightly made its way under the door and lingered near Dan's nose. He smiled. Georgina was making her famous waffles. On his appearance she greeted him with genuinely, "Good morning, sweetie. I've already packed your laptop, blackberry and journal in your bag. Waffles are almost done and...Oh! Coffee is ready to go. Want a cup?" He moved his way across the room to hug her from behind and simply nodded. It were the little things she does that makes him realize how much she truly loves him. "What are your plans for today? Oh and don't worry I'm joining you today for the cake testing." She turned around to take him in. It was amazing how he could roll out of bed and still look that good. Plus it helps that he's quite romantic. "My parents are bringing back Milo here and I'm picking up Lilian from her slumber party, remember? And and the cake testing which by the way we'll be sampling lots of vanilla based cakes!" she exclaims with glee. Dan
laughs playfully and responds, "No, I called and said chocolate." She whips around and glares then softens. Her iPhone screams "I Love It" by Icona Pop and her attention is diverted. Georgina puts the phone down, "Ugh, my parents got in early and are on their way now. Less time with my Dan," she whines. He finishes his waffles, kisses her forehead, says goodbye and leaves for the publishing house.
"Mother!" yells Georgina. It's been forever since she has seen them. She's put aside the fact that mother dearest sent her to that dreadful bible boot camp. "Milo!" She yells even louder as he runs into her arms. He squirms under her and holds up a picture he drew on the way back from the Hamptons. "Mommy, look! Isn't it beautiful?!" A picture of the beach was displayed in vibrant color pencil marks. "Sweetie, we can show this to Rufus later on, okay? I'm sure he'd love it," she says as she kisses him on his forehead. Her mother has already settled in, pouring herself some coffee and helping herself to waffles. Norah beams at Milo. He's her only grandchild and spending time with him was definitely different from Georgina. "Oh by the way darling, a blonde woman downstairs was being a little...creepy. She screamed horrifically at Milo then stormed off. The weird thing is that she new Milo. And what right minded person could have a reaction to such a sweet sweet boy?" Georgina stopped dead in her tracks...Serena.