She was a very gossipy person. Her eyes lit up immediately as she asked, "What kind of friend? A guy or a girl?"
I noticed Dazaray looking at me with rather disdainful eyes. I disregarded it and picked up my cutleries to continue with my meal.
I did not have much of an appetite anymore and stopped eating after a few bites.
When everyone was almost done eating, Shannon proposed to go sing.
Everyone agreed. After all, when we were abroad, we were constantly talking about how we should eat and have as much fun as we could when we got home.
The entertainment activities were all on the third floor with a large movie room in the center and private rooms for singing all around.
The purpose of this layout was to take into account that some people did not like to sing. Hence, they could come out to watch movies. It was very customerfriendly.
Although I was not that terrible at singing, my singing was most certainly not very good. My dancing skills
were not worth mentioning either. Hence, I sat on the sofa and ate the fruit on the platter as others had all the fun they wanted.
After about half an hour, I thought the private room felt a little stuffy. I planned to go out and get some air.
The main thing was not the stuffiness but the fact that Shannon had thrown me a look. She wanted me t o leave for a moment, maybe hoping to sit next to Jordan.
I was hoping to get some air too, so I simply left the private room.
Jordan was a man with a cool and indifferent bearing. I figured that something must have agitated him because he actually came upstairs with us to sing after dinner. I thought he would have left by now. It was truly strange.
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