"Seriously you don't want to come?" Nicholas asked Richard who had a sullen face on his face.
"Even if I go, it's useless. I don't have a partner. There's no way I should scream in the streets saying 'Hey Richard here needs a dance partner, who wants one?' Richard replied by not looking in the direction where his best friend was.
It seemed that he was still a bit irritated by yesterday's incident that made him have to keep a thousand questions in his head because he didn't expect that the person who had been a fugitive had looked familiar with his best friend.
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[20 Hours Earlier]
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Richard awoke to gasp for air, his eyes darting around his room, and he thought that everything that had happened to him was a dream.
But, when he woke up from his stupor, he found that his room was as messy as he remembered before he finally fell unconscious.
"Nicholas?" Richard said when he saw his best friend sitting on the gray sofa in his room.
