Iris Seys caught up with Finley Sutherland, glancing at Finley who was carrying her backpack, lazily following behind without any intention of taking it from him.
"Come to my house for dinner, your mom and dad are at a party today. I talked to my mom, so you'll have dinner at my place tonight."
"Oh." Iris Seys followed Finley.
The two went downstairs and saw Ryan Seys at the ping-pong table in the sports field.
"Bro, we're going home, having dinner at our godparents' house," Iris Seys shouted to the happily playing Ryan Seys.
Ryan pointed his ping-pong paddle at his opponent, raising his thick eyebrows, "So, are we still playing or not? If not, let's go home."
"You should leave. You're so good that with you on the team, we don't even get to play. We've wanted you to leave for ages."
"...You're saying that out of jealousy because you have no skill!" Ryan glanced at his teammates.
