After scolding myself, I lifted my head and peered over the wall I made of catalogs to see what Brian was doing in the room.
Luckily, he was staring at the computer, not staring at me.
Should I crawl in there and say sorry to him? This time it was me who was so wrong.
I was thinking when suddenly Brian raised his head. Our eyes met for a few seconds then the curtain quickly covered the glass after he pressed the remote.
Maybe he's thinking I'm still in love with him and miss him, right? But I really miss him. Just a bit.
I don't care what he thinks. I took my eyes off him and focused on finding advertising ideas.
What events need to be organized to attract others? Must attract them first and then advertise, right?
A music show? Is it possible? Or an exhibition? What exhibition? Partying, huh? No, not possible.