"Warning: System has the urge to hit a target when provoked, and it's not going to be pretty."
I mumbled, my gaze flickered subtly towards Fifi.
The others may not have heard me, but she surely did. Pursing her lips in disgust, she made a face, rolling her eyes right after.
Rex, in his miniature form, purred beside me. He jumped on the bed and tried to lick his master's hand to wake him up. But his efforts were futile as the latter stayed unconscious.
The woman anxiously fiddled with her fingers, holding a firm grip on her son to keep him at her side and don't run to us.
Both tables had been wiped clean, and the food we enjoyed earlier was all stored nicely in their freezing container.
If they could have people come to the restaurant daily, the business might slowly get back on its feet. That would be a huge relief for the woman and her son.
