Raymond almost cried in happiness. After hours of shopping with Ellen, his legs were sore to the point be could barely feel them.
Why were there so little chairs in this damn mall!
Taking a seat, he cursed whoever was the internal designer. Letting out a sigh of relief as his legs were saved. Ellen meanwhile, was already gone in a different shop.
"Raymond?"
His head swiveled to the side, a familiar blonde figure meeting his gaze.
"Arthur?"
"It is you!"
Hold on, today was a weekday. Shouldn't he have been in class?
No more importantly!
"I heard from the others you snitched on me! How could you do this to me?!"
"What? Was it Thomas?"
"That's not the point!"
He raised his hand in surrender, causing a few stares around them from the few people around.
"Wait! Let's talk this out!"
"Haah. Fine. I had something I needed your help for anyways."
"Huh? You need my help?"
He nodded, "It's very important."
"I would be honored to help."
