“That's why I say,” said Arielle as she pushed the bowl of soup in front of Terry, “nourish yourself and get back to Donovan's class. Although not that spectacular, he still made it through the early admissions process. He ought to be someone who's well suited to guide the students in this respect.”
Terry silently sat down in a slump. At Arielle's insistence, he had no choice but to return to receive Donovan's tutelage.
After his departure, Arielle received an unexpected call from Selena.
Could it be that there are leads on that man in the photograph?
Arielle shot up to her feet. With a solemn look about her, she walked toward the outside of the cafeteria to answer.
Jared regarded Arielle from the rear and could not refrain from his impetus to air his concerns with Trisha. “I keep having the feeling that Boss is here with reasons beyond wanting to keep us company through the examinations. I wonder if she's in some sort of trouble, seeing how serious she looked...”
However, Trisha seemed ambivalent toward the various hypotheses Jared rattled off the tip of his tongue.
He arched his neck over to check on Trisha, only to discover that she had fallen asleep with the spoon between her teeth.
Fancy falling asleep even when eating... Sheesh...
Jared found his own gaze invariably drawn to Trisha's face, which he went on to study intently.
Although mildly pudgy in a way that's completely contrary to the more contemporary sort of fair, slim, and doelike aesthetics that were highly sought after, Trisha's features are honestly quite delightful. Delicate, exquisite, and adorned by those long, luscious lashes... It's not difficult to foresee that she could become a real beauty with a little help on the weight management front. Besides, she is in fairly decent shape at present and already quite the babe if one isn't too particular about skinniness.
“What are you looking at?” Arielle's voice suddenly rang out.
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