First time meeting with Madeline after a long while, and I suddenly find myself throwing a tantrum just like a child.
"Ummm... Lily-"
"Dont. Leave," I muttured vehemently, shooting her a pointed glare.
As of the moment, I'm pinning Madeline down on the couch in our studio's lobby by wrapping my arms around her stomach tightly - acting like a child who doesn't want her mother to leave for work, which is technically what I'm trying to do here.
It just happened that after our reunion in front of that beer parlour, which turned out to be that sneaky landlord's brilliant idea, I immediately made her spill the beans. That's when I learned that she's working at that pub for a few weeks now, aiming to make more money instead of staying at the countryside and earning less.
