In the study, Black Glasses carried a tray to the doorway, tapped twice on the open door, and walked in with a smile when he saw Aning look up. Setting the tray down on the desk, he raised an eyebrow at Aning, who was tidying up her things. "All done?"
Aning packed her laptop into her backpack and glanced at the fruit platter on the tray. "I have to head out for a bit. You can eat that yourself." This guy never left the house all day; he was either cooped up in the living room playing video games or busy in the kitchen, and otherwise he'd just be coming over to knock on her door. Eventually, she simply started leaving her door open.
Black Glasses froze, watching Aning pick up her bag and phone, clearly about to leave. "In a rush? Where are you heading? Black Glasses can come with you and be your driver."
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