"Oh, man!" Mickey stared at Daniel unbelievably, in an exaggerating manner as usual.
"If you just want to drink fruit juice, stay home then!" Mickey immediately sat down next to Daniel and put the box of fried chicken he brought with him on the table, acted like he owned the place.
Daniel rolled his eyes, ignoring his friend's words just now with his expressionless face.
After Mickey came in, Daniel kept staring at the entrance from the corner of his eyes. Not long after, he saw Marino, walked in unsteadily into the room after Mickey who first entered earlier.
"Velina?" Daniel asked, raising an eyebrow, as he casting his eyes at Mickey who had already grabbed a piece of fried chicken and took a crisp bite.
"What the hell? Did I tell you that Velina was coming tonight?" Mickey replied without looking back at Daniel. All of his attention at the time was only for the love of his life, none other than the box of fried chicken.
