By the time Rachel prepared some fruit tea and brought it back to the hall, the computer screen had already turned black. “Where did they go?”
Justin responded in an exasperated tone. “They said that the connection was bad and told us to wait for a moment. They are going to go back to the hotel and check if there’s an issue with the Internet,” he said.
“How long are we supposed to wait then?” she asked.
“I don’t know,” he answered truthfully. She checked the time only to see that it was already 9.00PM. “You haven’t had anything to eat, right? I’ll cook something for you,” she offered.
“Let me do it,” he said.
“It’s fine. You can just sit around and wait for a while. I’ll just make you some noodles.” She urged him to sit down before she rolled her sleeves up and entered the kitchen. “It’s been a while since I’ve cooked anything. This feels rather strange now,” she said as she tied an apron around her. Even though she told Justin that she didn’t need his help, he still came over to help out with preparing the ingredients.
“I’ll make some egg noodles with tomatoes, okay?” she asked.
“You call the shots,” he replied.
“By the way…” Rachel recalled what happened in her office earlier that day, and she turned to look at Justin with tomatoes in her hands. “Weren’t we supposed to watch a play together tomorrow? There’s something that I’d like to talk to you about.”
“What is it?” he asked.
“Jolly’s cousin wants to join us,” she said.
Justin was surprised to hear this. “Does he want to watch the play with us?”
“Jolly and Leroy are going with Mr. and Mrs. Carter to pay respect to their ancestors tomorrow, so there won’t be anyone home. Steven must be pretty bored to be alone in Riverdale. Technically speaking, he’s my younger brother, so I was wondering if it’d be okay to bring him along just for tomorrow.” Rachel batted her eyelids at Justin. “Just one day,” she said as she held one finger up.
“Fine. Just one day,” Justin replied exasperatedly.
“I knew you wouldn’t mind!” she said.
“I didn’t say that I don’t mind him coming.” Justin raised an eyebrow as he stood directly in front of Rachel. “This is a one-time thing. I don’t want this to happen again.”
“Hey, step aside. I need to cut these tomatoes,” she protested.
“Are you going to ignore me now that you’re done talking to me?” he asked.
“I’m about to make you a meal, aren’t I?” she retorted. Justin crossed his arms in front of his chest as he leaned against the kitchen counter. He was beaming as he stared at the woman’s back figure. He had witnessed this scene more than a hundred times in the past, but it had always been in his dreams. Now, this wonderful scene was real, and he didn’t want to even bat an eyelid as he was afraid that he’d open his eyes to realize that it was just a dream. He wasn’t even bothered by the petty matters that Rachel had brought up—he was too immersed in this dream come true.
After Rachel finished cooking, they still hadn’t received any news from Gloria’s end. Gloria didn’t even respond after Rachel texted her. “Did she forget about it?” Rachel wondered.
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