The yellow sign of Jolly Wings buzzed cheerfully as Ein pushed the door open. The warm, greasy aroma of fried chicken wrapped around him as he stepped in.
It was lunchtime but the place wasn't too busy.
Seated at a booth near the window, Avery leaned back casually, his blond hair catching the light. A small smirk played on his lips as he gave Ein a relaxed wave.
"Look who's back. I was beginning to think all I would get was the text that dinner was ready."
Ein shrugged as he slid into the booth opposite him. "Had a free moment, so here I am."
He couldn't tell how much Dean had told Avery about the cult troubles. Judging by the lack of suspicious glances, it seemed Avery wasn't aware of the... complications Ein had caused.
Mrs. Shin rang the little bell on the counter, signaling for Avery to serve the prepared plates with fried chicken steaming on them.
