RACHEL'S pov.
"What are we gonna do now? Should we go back home and wait until it's over?" Fatima asked, with a hint of panic in her voice.
Fatima panicking? Ok, this is something new and I don't wanna get use to it.
"Rachel, say something, should we go back home?" she asked again.
Even Mike is also asking the same question silently, because he nodded in agreement with her.
"Go home? Then what about my cafe? I should close it when I'm supposed to be making money?" I scoffed. "Do you know how much I'm gonna miss if I close my cafe for five minutes?"
I reached for the door handle and pushed the door open, but Mike grabbed my hand before I could alight.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Going to check out what's going on" I answered.
"Huh? Can you withstand those angry monsters?" Fatima asked, nodding at the paparazzi and reporters.
