92. Her Favourite Ferrari.

Mia.

The moment I entered Andrew's living room, the first thing that stroke me was the grand nature of the space. The ceiling was high and adorned with intricate crown molding, giving the room a sense of grandeur. The walls were painted a pale blue color, with large windows allowing plenty of natural light to flood the room.

It was dotted with potted plants, adding a touch of nature and life to the otherwise sophisticated space. The curtains were made of a sheer white fabric, billowing gently in the breeze coming from the open windows. These are details that I was unable to very much notice the last time I came, due to his mother of course.

While Andrew and I sat on the couch in the living room, I couldn't help but keep noticing how excited he was about my dad. He had been talking nonstop about how cool he was and how much he admired him. I couldn't blame him though, my dad was pretty amazing. He was a cool and handsome man according to the societal standards and also a huge footbal