Lyra agreed to go on a group date, arranged by one of her workmates.
She was going to go home late, so she messaged Torin that she won't be having dinner at home.
That instant, her phone rang; it was Torin calling.
"What's up? Do you have another event? Message me the address, and I'll pick you up!" said Torin from the other end of the line. He was afraid that Lyra would get drunk like last time and end up kissing another man in the process.
What if she ended up in the wrong hands?
'As if she will be in the right hands with you, Torin?' hissed a still small voice in his head.
"No, Bro… I'll be on a group date, so I may come home late. We will have dinner outside." Replied Lyra that made Torin burst out on her, "What?!"
"Ouch, Bro! My eardrum!" complained Lyra for Torin's loud reaction.
