Lair noticed Amy's anxiousness. He was certain she was unusually conscious of her appearance tonight. Although she had a motto of never getting caught unfresh, she had never acted this differently.
She always loved to look her best at all times and wanted same from those around her, so much that she'd often scolded Jade to always pay extreme care to her appearance.
Though she always paid attention to her look's, but tonight was a bit unusual.It was more like she was anxiously waiting on someone. It was like the case of a bride waiting on her groom.
Something was admist, and he was sure of it.
"What's wrong with her?" Lair asked Jade curiously when he observed how unusually quiet Amy was. Her eyes kept wandering around the crowd, like she was desperately in search of someone. He wondered why she was suddenly been taciturn, when she was the one in a haste to get here.
"Do you think she's waiting for someone?" He asked, while Jade shrugged and shook her head casually.
