"Aren't you going to eat?"
As he approached, light in his eyes, Rowdy Brightwill looked at Belinda Nichols and casually asked her.
"...Yeah."
Belinda suppressed her surprise, her reply came across as indifferent.
He nodded in her direction as a greeting. Then Rowdy naturally walked over to Flossie Wright and casually sat down next to her.
Belinda froze, standing like a statue, watching the pair.
Meanwhile, Flossie was holding her phone, she had just unlocked it and immediately felt four eyes focused on her mobile screen.
"Aren't you two going to eat?"
With a frown, Flossie shot them a look.
"Waiting for you."
Belinda said deadpan.
Rowdy chuckled, watching Flossie, "I'm also waiting for you."
"..."
The corner of Flossie's mouth twitched, and her grip on her phone tightened.
What on earth were these two up to?
She switched her phone to her left hand and raised her right, holding out three fingers.
"Three."
Her ring finger bent down.
