Silo peeked inside the reading hall where everyone was throwing lines at each other. His eyes searched for Lola, only to catch her seated right next to Slater. Slater had his hand cupped against his cheek, his entire focus on Lola.
"..." Silo’s mouth fell open in disbelief, shaking his head.
Oh, god. I know they were already living together, but... how could he just smile at her like that when she’s like that?
Since Lola and Slater were seated side by side, doing a comparison was hard to avoid. The man was beaming, the air around him warm and bright. His face angelic and with that charming smile—even Silo felt like he would squeal.
And then, there was Lola—the total opposite.
The stark contrast of their aura and demeanor, their faces and such, was just too ridiculous to ignore. But that wasn’t Silo’s concern.
"I can’t let this go on," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. "As her friend, I can’t let her go astray."
At the same time, he heard Director Sarian clap along with the crew.
"Great!" he mused. "You guys are doing a good job! Let’s take a thirty-minute break first, then we come back here to read the pages..."
Silo eavesdropped as he saw Director Sarian and everyone standing from their seats. One of them was Lola, who was hurrying to leave as well. He watched Lola stop and speak to Slater, and whatever she said made the guy nod before she hurriedly rushed to the door where Silo was waiting.
"I can do this!" Silo huffed to himself, leaning on the side of the door until it flew open. As soon as Lola stepped out, he took a large step and raised a hand in front of her face. "We need to talk."
Lola blinked at the palm inches from her face, scrunching up her nose. But before she could get another word in, he said, "Now," and dragged her into the corner of the hall where no one was around.
Silo looked from left to right, making sure no one was around before facing her squarely.
"Silo, it’s not like I’m trying to avoid you, but I need to make an important call," she said. "Can we talk about this later?"
"No." He shook his head, then grabbed her shoulders with both hands. Looking her straight in the eye, he started in a solemn tone, "Lola, you know we’ve been friends for a long time. And even though there were years in between that we lost contact, we’re friends, right?"
"Uh... huh." And she didn’t like it whenever he would bring up friendship.
"And as a friend, I promised myself to correct you when I know you’re straying from the right and moral path," he continued. "That is why, as a friend, even if you hate me, I need to tell you—stop whatever you’re doing."
"..." Confusion quickly shone in Lola’s eyes. "You mean, stop managing and helping the production?"
"Not that, but you know what I’m talking about."
"No, actually, I have no idea."
Silo groaned in frustration, frowning deeply. "Lola, I’m not talking about the business or this side gig. I support it, you know that. What I’m talking about is your... personal life."
"..."

Another deep huff escaped him. "I don’t mind if you’re in a relationship—it’s your life. If anything, I’d be happy if you were finally dating someone."


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