But Hannah was unexpectedly among them.
His expression paused for a moment, and he came back to his senses, his gaze lingering for a few seconds on her dazed expression before he curved his lips into a light smile, "What a coincidence?"
It was their second casual encounter since they hosted that party.
The place, the men's restroom on the fifth floor.
Hannah didn't know what to say for a while, her face still a bit numb, "No, I..."
She looked back over her shoulder.
Everyone else had long run off without a trace.
She could only turn her gaze back to Arnold Simmons, giving up the struggle "Let's check it out."
Check what?
Check the restroom?
The atmosphere became subtly awkward.
The surroundings were very dim, with only the cold white moonlight spilling down, and in the field of vision, the girl's eyes were exceptionally clear, tinged with a hint of helplessness and confusion.
"Let's go out first."
Arnold Simmons pressed down the curve of his lips and washed his hands.
