Uneaten

The air conditioner, too cold for that period of the year, created a distant atmosphere in the cafe. Together with the masterful silence, which came mainly from the lack of customers, and the marble floors the place just screamed (quietly, of course) expensive.

Ki Seojin, not wanting to show weakness in front of the bastard, had already looked up the prices online in advance and mentally prepared himself to pay for them all.

Four people, double about forty dollars per person assuming everyone orders coffee and a small pastry... Ok, possible.

Crazy and useless waste of his food budget, yet possible.

"What are you thinking about so seriously?" Song Eun-kyung interrupted his train of thought.

Ki Seojin simply began to slander the other party, not wasting an opportunity to tarnish their image. "Nothing, when is that guy coming You know, being late shows that he is lazy, unmoti-"