Charlie...... Don't tell me that it is you!" As she thought about the idea, her world gradually became dark again. Why didn't she get rid of him the first instant she saw him? Or even the moment she knew that his name was Charlie? Oh, what a fool she was!
"Even though my name sounds good, you don't need to say it through gritted teeth. You're ruining the charm of my name when you do that, you know." Intending to ease her annoyance, he raised his eyebrow with a smile. He knew that she was totally devastated at the moment. Yet, as she went crazy thinking about the matter, a delicious steak was served in her side of the table. Then came his gentle voice, "Please have some bite."
Now, the delicious food in front of her also meant nothing. Sitting across from her, her appetite was somehow went appalled knowing that she was with her ultimate nightmare. Plus the fact that she was eating her "money". The money that she intended to use for her personal needs and not for fancy expensive foods. In her mind, she was calculating as to how much the food she was about to eat would cost her. Much more was, how much it would cost her all in all if Charlie's food will be added to her already pricey dish. She couldn't help but gulp in some air, all of a sudden she felt parched and hungry at the same time. She was crying in her heart! In case that she used up all the money that she had and couldn't get contact with her parents, she would be forced to use the credit card her dad gave her. Thinking of this, she felt that there was a dark future that loomed ahead of her.
'Do I need to spend the money that I didn't have before I can even start working for myself?' she asked herself worriedly.
Reaching for the fork that was neatly laid on the table, she picked some steak and chewed it absent-mindedly while glaring at him.
Seeing her behaving like this, he smiled slightly. She was always the Little Bun that he fancied a lot. 'Hello, Elsa. Nice to meet you again! I don't want to be your nightmare again, but be the sunshine in your life this time!' Charlie thought to himself while looking at her.
'And the first step to being your sunshine...' Elsa saw how he took out his gold card to pay for the bill.
"Wait!" Evil flashed through her eyes. "Does this mean that you will pay for the food? Am I not the one to do that? You don't have to go this. You can't blackmail me with this! But if you would insist on paying, I just want to make it clear that I didn't force you to do so, right?"
Holding the card in the thin air, he nodded with a faint smile. Affirming Elsa's doubt that it was indeed him who would pay for the food and that she was not forcing him to pay.
Seeing him nod, Elsa turned her eyes and looked for the waiter. Waving her hand in the air, she shouted out, "Excuse me, I want another chocolate mousse, two blueberry pudding, and one strawberry pudding, for take-out."
The waiter that looked surprised took a glance at Charlie, and he had nodded to say, "Another chocolate mousse, and anything that she said."
"Okay. It will be right up." The waiter answered before leaving.
Seeing such a good mannered Charlie made her a little nervous. He was somehow different when they met before. Although he had been kind to her several times, in the end, he would play his worse tricks on her and made a fool out of her.
"Charlie, Charlie, Charlie" She intends to talk to herself silently yet the words came out loud. "Are you......"
"Excuse me! What do you say?" Not hearing her clearly, he interrupted her. However, Elsa was also surprised at what she had just said and just smirked at him, then smiled, and smirked again.
Her ambiguous answer made her look strange. Even when she was back at her dormitory, she couldn't understand why she acted that way. Seeing her three roommates enjoying the delicious foods that she brought and totally ignoring her, she cried or even wailed loudly at her chair.
"God! It was so yummy. It smells sweet yet people will not be tired of it. It was really of the top level!"
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