"He must be waiting for Sherry White.
But Sherry White won't come tonight, they're fated not to meet again.
The atmosphere is good, everyone is drinking, Norris Moore has a weak stomach, so she avoids alcohol. She picks up a colorful drink chilled in front of her, choosing a light blue one to taste. It's blueberry flavored, and quite delicious.
Trenton Smith looks over, glancing at Norris Moore who was sitting not far away on the sofa.
She's wearing a slightly oversized fluffy white sweater today, the whole person curled up on the sofa like a small snowball, lazy and laid-back. She's chatting with Ava, with the hazy light cast on her face, her exquisite and fair features emanating a tantalizing allure.
He looks at her and his heart still stirs.
He watches her for a while, suppressing the desire in his heart to get close to her, and then turns his head and chats with the assistant director next to him.
