#17

Eve’s POV

The studio had never been so crowded with bags, and Amy was finally able to calm down a bit and stop hugging Raven, who seemed slightly uncomfortable with all the attention on him. I couldn't blame him; Amy's enthusiasm could be a bit overwhelming at times. As we chatted, I noticed Raven stealing glances at me when he thought I wasn't looking.

"Do you want coffee?" I ask Raven.

"Yes, thank you," he replies, offering a warm smile.

As I walk over to the coffee machine in our studio, I can hear Amy gushing and thanking Raven for what feels like a millionth time. I can't help but laugh as I watch him blush and try to handle her enthusiasm again.

"Amy, let Raven breathe," I playfully scold her.

I make three cups of coffee - one for me, one for Raven, and one with lots of sugar and milk for Amy. Now I'm thinking maybe I shouldn't give her so much sugar.

"Would you like something with your coffee?" I ask Raven as I approach with the drinks.

"No, I drink it black," he says, t