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Leo

I was surprised to find her staring blankly outside the bar, her gloved fingers gently clutching a can of malt.

“Hey!” Jason grinned. I waved at him, quite interested in why she was here.

“She wanted to have a drink. I thought malt would do, anything of the matter?” He blinked.

“Does she come here often? Did she come with someone?” Perhaps Henry? I thought to myself.

“Not really, no, she's here alone. I've seen her here only a few times earlier. Yeah, that reminds me, you guys met, right?” He asked.

I was staring blankly at him. What was he talking about?

“The other night!” He nudged me. When did he become so friendly around me?

“Is there something I am supposed to know, but I am unaware of?” I searched his face for answers.

“I told you the other day that a lady was looking for you and that dude. She's the lady I was referring to and I thought I directed her to you the other night,” He responded.

My brain was trying to decide the message. Why would Layla put in so much effort to