"Hmm..." Skye Brown stretched lazily.
"Alright, all done, time to wrap up... huh? Sasha Hammond, why are you still here..."
Only then did Skye Brown notice.
Her former rival, who now seemed to be quickly turning into her little admirer, Sasha Hammond, was surprisingly still sitting on the sofa.
"Hmm, how is it this late... you just finished?" Sasha Hammond sat up; she had fallen asleep from waiting so long.
"Yeah, I just finished. Seems like everyone else has left, you better get up and let's leave too... How about going for a late-night meal?"
Skye Brown tidied up while heading out.
Sasha Hammond hurriedly stood up to follow.
She said critically, "First of all, no street food for me; I want something good... Also, Skye Brown, can you be a bit aware as a woman? To work non-stop until this hour. I'm just saying... you worked so much you ignored Mrs. Johnson, aren't you afraid Mrs. Johnson... ahhhh... there's a thief!"
