Sophia Jackson went in and took a lap to find the table where Anthony Young was playing pool.
"Finally found you." Sophia walked up to him.
Anthony just picked up the cue stick and saw Sophia come over. He handed the stick to her: "Wanna play?"
Anthony Young wasn't from the Select Society of Capital City; he usually pursued various arts and loved to have fun. His casual and unrestrained personality also matched his dashing face.
Sophia had a wide social circle, and she got to know Anthony. Their friendship wasn't bad, and they would occasionally hang out together.
Sophia waved her hand to decline, saying, "No, thanks. My family has a curfew, so I have to go home."
Anthony hooked a smile at the corner of his lips. He hadn't seen Sophia care about any curfew when they were hanging out before. He glanced behind her, didn't see Lyra Smith, and asked, "Where's Lyra?"
Sophia said, "She's downstairs waiting for me."
