Chapter 145

"Hannah, you're drooling all over the place!"

I quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth with my hand and took a sip of the iced green tea latte that had been idling in front of me for, who knows, how long until I choked.

"That's why if you drink, you don't need to be in such a hurry. Look, my clothes are getting dirty, right?"

"Why are you even worried about your clothes? You should—"

"Worried about you?" Richard interrupted, helping me wipe up the rest of my drink, which had spilled on his white t-shirt, which said 'You Live Only Once, Dumbass!' while clicking his tongue. "Well, why should I worry about you? You can take care of yourself well, so why should I do it?"

"Why do you say that anyway?"

"Because that's the reality. Eh, by the way, what were you thinking about until you were drooling like that?"

"I won't tell you anyway."