Jerrick clasps his hands together while his elbows are resting on the swivel chair's armrest, he sighed deeply before greeting Irene back. She sat down comfortably on the vacant chair in front of his hardwood table and crossed her legs.
As for Irene, aside from the fact that her boyfriend just broke up with her last night which could be a good thing for the entertainment agency she belongs to because that means she will be able to focus on her career more, she could not think of any reason for Jerrick's sudden request.
"What?" Irene asks, noticing that Jerrick has been staring at her for quite too long already with an unreadable expression on his handsome face.
Irene fixes the sunglasses she is wearing, not wanting to have Jerrick see her overly swollen eyes like it has been stung by an entire beehive's population.
