Devon watched shows after shows while enjoying the popcorn. As she did, she could not help but notice Lewis.
He had been walking back and forth from the kitchen to the balcony. He had brought a glass of wine with him at first, and then went back to the kitchen to get some snacks.
And now, from the balcony, Lewis returned. This time, the second Devon heard his footsteps, she turned her head in his direction.
"My friend?" She called out without a second hesitation.
She studied his face. His cheek colored with a light shade of red, his eyes drooping. It didn't seem he had consumed too many drinks.
He seemed more relaxed. It relieved her, but at the same time, worried her.
"What?" Lewis cocked his head to her as he trudged towards the couch she was sitting on.
"Uhm…" Devon watched as he perched on the armrest — opposite her.
"Do you want more popcorn?" He asked, raising his brows.
