
"Camila, would you like to try my own mocktail?" Lance was really enthusiastic about his own drink, which had the Eggplant wobbling around in the glass.
Gabriel gave a friendly reminder
"Lance, we're underage."
The red man clicked his tongue, trying to be patient in explaining
"I said mocktail, not cocktail. Bede. It has no alcohol at all, only soda, cocopandan syrup, mint pieces, mango slices, ice, and edible flowers."
Camila responded with
"Sounds good."
Lance looked very pleased
"Yes, right? Which part do you want to try?"
The movement of Gabriel who was eating the cake froze, staring in disbelief at this man
"Wait, you'll bribe him?"
Lance chuckled arrogantly
"It's usually like this, isn't it?"
She stirred up her mocktail, waiting for every liquid there to blend into a beautiful twilight yellow and thrust it
"Camila, here."
The girl approached and took a sip of the drink, feeling the sweetness of the fit and the sensation of her tongue being bitten small. Nodding appreciatively and rubbing Lance's head, making her smile so much wider.
Gabriel bit his own lips from the side, looked at the beautiful cake on his own plate and reviewed the best possible smile while offering
"Camila, would you like to taste my rose cake?"
Camila's attention was immediately diverted
"That's not strawberries?"
The silver man smiled wider
"No, it's a rose. Wanna try?"
The girl nodded
"Can."
Gabriel cut the part that he thought was the most delicious and immediately thrust it in front of Camila's mouth.
Lance "??!"
Camila looked at the food in front of her mouth and tilted her head "Oh? What'sthis?"
The silver man hinted red with slightly trembling hands, closed his eyes tightly and turned his gaze in the other direction
"Bi ... Say 'ah'?"
Lance felt the cringe terribly and could not help but laugh
"Bfft! Ahahaha! What's this?!"
Camila was just flickering.
With a smiling face, Lance flashed a dislike look
"Gabriel, is this what you want to tell me?"
"...."
"Heh. Have you thought carefully about what I told you back then?"
Gabriel nodded awkwardly
"Uh ... Mn."
"Huh. You're an asshole" snorted the red man.
Camila tucked a pinch of her hair behind her ear, then ate what Gabriel offered. Eat the cake piece gently while closing your eyes, guessing the taste. Lance himself just shook his head slowly and sipped his drink, occasionally glaring at Gabriel to realize that his presence was no longer needed here.
The silver man pouted and looked expectantly at Camila, hoping that this girl was defending him. But the one being stared at only focused on his own food and drink, not caring about anything.
He felt more sad.
Lance was the first to open his voice
"Camila, are we dating? Didn't you say you were going to see Harrison's family this weekend?"
"Sorry about that, Lance. You know for yourself I hate lingering on garbage. Want to get advanced?" Bargainly.
The red man pouted and shook his head
"I'm just wasting time this weekend."
Camila could only say
"Sorry."
Lance started to pout
"I'm so sad, you know."
"Mk."
Realizing that Camila was not responding to her behavior, Lance screeched oh loudly
"..... Hmh!"
Camila wiped her mouth using a tissue, then waved her hand at Lance
"here."
"Well?" He's cramming
Camila answered briefly
"Compensation."
Lance shifted his sitting position with his mouth constantly grumbling
"What?"
Without saying much, the girl grabbed Lance's chin. And under the shocked gazes of two other men in the room, Camila landed a sweet kiss on Lance's cheek.
Gabriel dropped the spoon and the look cooled down.
While Lance's eyes were puffed up in surprise, his face instantly changed color to be as red as his hair.
His mouth was open and closed a few times, but he could only ask in a stammering voice
"What ... Just now?"
Camila answered lightly
"A compensation."