As Hirvan returned to the restaurant, he spotted Irama standing at the entrance, waiting for him. His posture was casual, but there was a certain tension in the way he stood, hands shoved in his pockets, head tilted slightly, and his eyes sharp as they observed Hirvaan's face.
"Hey, why are you standing there?!"
Hirvan asked, trying to sound lighthearted.
Irama studied Hirvan's face for a moment, before speaking.
"We wrapped up the meal, they were wondering if you wanted dessert or not."
Then he held out Hirvan's phone.
"But we noticed that you left your phone, So, I came out to find you."
Hirvan blinked and looked down at the phone, realising that he had indeed left it behind in his haste.
"Oh, my bad! Thank you." he took the phone and flashed a smile.
"Let's go inside."
Irama nodded, though there was a flicker of concern behind his eyes, he held his tongue and followed him into the restaurant.
