Everyone watched the two men walking towards the exit of the place. Chris plopped himself on the floor again and glanced at the ceiling. Then, he turned towards the sofa and met gazes with Miso.
"If you were to choose, who would it be among Ren and I?"
What?
Why did it suddenly came it to a point where Miso had to choose between them?
"You're silent, are you seriously thinking it over?" asked Ren, who sat next to her.
"What is this? I'm seriously looking forward to it more." Commented Chris as his disheveled hair made him appear handsome. "Jay, don't think too much of it and choose one."
"W-Why do I have to choose one?"
"You have to choose your best future friend," Chris said, giggling at the side. His dimples showing themselves out of nowhere.
Best friend.
To be exact, it should be the best 'ship'.
Best ship.
