The trip to the convenience store tonight strangely caused his legs to cramp up, he didn't even walk far enough, and the store was located near to his apartment. As soon as he walked into the store, he made a quick beeline for the refrigerator, where he promptly snatched five cans of beer.
Pressing one cold can to his cheek, which somehow still felt hot, he hurriedly carried the basket of beer cans and quickly walked to the cashier, but a man suddenly blocked his way, a man with smooth-looking straight black hair, smiling warmly at him- Ezra raised his eyebrows, why did the man's face seem familiar? He seemed to have seen this man somewhere.
"Ah, Ezra! we happen to meet here .... Oh—" The man peered into the contents of his basket, "Do you want to drink those all tonight? Haha, somehow It's a bit strange to see you buying beer because your face looks like someone who's not legally allowed to drink alcohol yet, haha ... I'm kidding."
"????"
