"You are the one who ate it….. so pay!". His cold voice rang, and it hit me hard in her chest.
"Jeff!". I called out his name with my brows slightly arched.
"What is it?". He asked while arching his brow.
"But….. I don't have money with me". I stammered.
"And neither do I!". He stated firmly.
I mean 'Firmly'.
I swallow my saliva hard and then stare deeply at his eyes.
This guy seems to be damn serious with his words.
I slowly open my bag and brought out my phone from my bag.
"You guys accept transfer right?". I asked the waitress while forcing a smile on my lips.
"Yes, we do!". She replied while smiling back at me.
If only this waitress know what I'm going through….. she won't have been smiling widely.
I did the transfer to the restaurant account, and after they received their payment….. I was finally free to leave.
"Are you mad about paying for the dish?". Jeff asked me, as he tries to open the door for me.