11 B

Sarah really sucks at acting and I could say right away that she was lying. I hissed.

“Should we go there instead?” asked Grant, pointing at the table adjacent to us. “It seems like no one’s seated there so we wouldn’t be a bother to them.”

But Triton was quick to ask the students passing by to sit at the table and buy whatever they want and that he would pay.

What the actual fuck?

And the girls, being girls, was easily swayed by his charm.

What the actual fuck of fuck?

So what is he doing? He's being weird. If I know that he’s in the mood to treat, then I should have asked him to pay for my food instead.

He seated on his seat, “That table is now taken. No one will leave this table.” His voice was shouting danger.

Sarah was laughing out loud like she was entertained by what’s happening, “Shall we eat now?” She asked in a bright smile.

“What do you mean that the eldest son of the King is still alive? How sure are you with that information?” The King of Hanyang asked Prime Minister Jang