"Never," he mumbled, typing away at his phone. He looked up briefly, to get up and head over to his car where the personal chauffeur assigned to him was waiting. Stephen got on, and he followed suit. He got inside and fished out his laptop from his bag. He powered it on and connected to the net, hoping to get a good game out of the ride.
The traffic at City L was outrageous and a ride to take over three hours to reach its destination. When he logged in, he checked through his personal messages and found those precious messages from his new friend Rinten there.
[Rinten: Don't be sad; I will play with you! This little girl loves her games.]
He snickered, eliciting a curious look from his manager.
"Friends being perverts again?" he asked, brow arched in question. Cage nodded, not thinking it was necessary to elaborate on the topic. "You are going to get caught in a scandal. Don't say outlandish things," he groaned when he saw the sparkle in Cage's eyes.
