Next Morning, 9:00 a.m. ;
En route to the Hybrid Zone, as Asfakh Ali and Shawn Florence liked to call it, Rong Xinghe stuffed her mouth with yet another one of her darling's home-baked brownies, while David drove the car.
"But how could you fall for a businessman?!", David groaned, "I always thought of you as a person who'd fall for someone in Army."
"He was in the Army.", the girl rebutted.
"For what, half a year?", the man shrugged, "Why him? Doesn't he seem... a tad bit boring to you, provided the kind of intense and wild lifestyle you live, as a soldier?"
Rong Xinghe could only roll her eyes at the man, agitated. David Florence had always been a chatter-box in the gang. The Gossip Gal, one could say. This guy had to know about everything in her life. Specifically, her love life.
"He is not boring."
"Huh... how's that like? An interesting businessman?", the man gasped, amused.
