"Wait... what?" Still kind of groggy from sleep, but I can make out...
Lina, sitting on my dining table, with a bowl of popcorn I was saving for next week during movie night with my friends. Damn.
I walk over, and use a chair as a step to get onto the table. My legs are curled to me tightly.
I'll try to get some of her popcorn. I reach over and grab a handful.
"We made a deal, remember? Let's talk. Backstory. Now."
I grab her buttery bowl of popcorn and hold it high above my head.
"And you're not getting this back until you tell me everything."