Zinnia hesitated for a moment, her mind still half in work mode. But then she found herself smiling, a warmth spreading in her chest.
I'll be home. Yes, I'll eat dinner at home. She replied, keeping her message simple.
Samuel's phone buzzed with her reply, and he couldn't hide the grin that spread across his face. He quickly typed back. What do you want for dinner?
Timmy, standing nearby, couldn't help but chuckle. Watching his boss act like a teenager texting his crush was a rare sight, but he liked it. I wish he'd always be like this, Timmy thought, happy and approachable.
Zinnia looked at her phone, thinking for a moment. She tapped her fingers lightly on the table, then started typing. I feel like having chicken tinola tonight... and maybe some garlic fried rice, if you don't mind.
Samuel's reply was quick. Chicken tinola and garlic rice it is. I'll cook them for you. See you at home, Zia.
