Chapter 14

'Unlucky!" Lana swore for the third time this afternoon. "It's my favorite shirt, damn ketchup." He muttered while wiping his white shirt that was stained with a few drops of tomato sauce with a wet tissue. But what he did instead made the stain even wider, he grumbled in frustration before finally giving up.

"Do you have time to accompany me to buy a shirt?" He looked at me half frustrated and half pleading. We were in the toilet of an Italian restaurant, today is one of my regular lunch schedules with Lana. I checked my watch briefly then nodded at him, "I still have half an hour."

Lana smiled broadly while putting on her black blazer again, the part of the shirt that was stained with sauce was covered by the blazer.

"Lana, you can hide the stains under your blazer, why buy a new one?" I asked, pointing at his shirt.

She rolled her eyes before answering me, "I have a date after work."

"And you didn't tell me?" I asked, frowning. I took her small comb and styled my hair a little even