Luna’s POV
‘This is going to be so much fun!’ Rory gushes as she and Celeste cover Brandy’s walls and furniture with blue and pink balloons, streamers and a giant banner declaring loudly that it’s Brandy’s baby shower.
The woman of the night rolls her eyes good humouredly as she sits rigidly in the armchair she was forced into earlier by our two friends, who flatly refused to let her lift a finger to help. I’m sitting, cross legged on the floor, battling a seemingly never-ending pile of balloons. My face burns a bright, breathless red from the sheer exertion of blowing up and tying balloon after balloon.
‘Guys, there is only going to be the four of us,’ Brandy sighs heavily, ‘is this really necessary?’
‘Of course, it is,’ Celeste retorts firmly, ‘it’s your baby shower, with the coolest
