He frowned, showing his hesitation for a moment, then eventually took out his phone, dialing a number—it was Flossie Wright's number.
...
Meanwhile.
Flossie Wright was roaming idly, with her jacket casually draped over her one shoulder after her jogging session.
Although her figure was slender, she did not appear weak, rather, she seemed more like a free spirit.
Suddenly, her phone hummed in her pocket.
Pulling it out, Flossie glanced at the caller ID, then answered the call.
"What's up?"
Flossie cut straight to the chase.
"Flossie, Becca Reyes and Calvin Ramos just broke up..."
The voice of Stuart Weston came through the phone.
He rapidly, yet accurately, described the scene of their break up.
By the time he finished speaking urgently, Flossie had come to a stop at a bus stop.
"What should I do?" Stuart asked.
"They broke up..." Flossie pondered evenly, "Isn't that a good thing?"
"...I suppose so."
Nodding his head, it seemed as if Stuart finally understood.
