"No rush, whenever you're free is fine. The Super Bowl is in two weeks, and I plan on wearing it to the press conference," Li Wei said, his tone suddenly shifting. "Are you busy today?"
"No, no," Jin Heon denied immediately. "It's just... it's Saturday, so I wasn't planning on going out."
"Oh? So you wanted to slack off this weekend?" Li Wei chuckled.
"Of course not!"
"Please, help me out," Li Wei suddenly pleaded. "That suit of mine has been sitting there for over a week. If I don't get it soon, Emma's going to chew me out. You're the only one I can count on right now."
Jin Heon had originally planned to take the day off. Going tomorrow wouldn't be too late.
But those words, "You're the only one I can count on," were like a splash of warm water on the cold, heavy feeling in her chest. They silently warmed it, melted it, and let it escape with her breath.
It wasn't some earth-shattering revelation—she wasn't even sure if Li Wei had just said it casually.
