His friend's younger sister who ran over in one minute because she wanted to eat some pig's feet, drenched in sweat. The younger sister who would only act sweetly when it came to food and talked back aggressively otherwise. The younger sister who was five years his junior.
"Why are you acting crazy in front of my door?"
"Ah, you surprised me."
The familiar voice from behind startled her. Back to looking like an unemployed bum, Ethan was sucking on a lollipop as he stared at her. Lily glanced at the black plastic bag in his hand. She gestured to it.
"Where are you coming from this late at night?"
"I went out to buy some beer. What are you doing in front of my place this late at night?"
"I have a delivery."
She held up the tightly wrapped bundles in her hands. Ethan's agile fingers typed in the passcode to the door lock and opened the door. He took the bundles from Lily's hands.
"Why didn't John come instead?"
