Chocolates... hehe.
Lola pursed her lips, pretending she wasn’t giggling in her head. Snapping her eyes at the man across from her, she bit her tongue as her face contorted slightly.
"Is that fish mask necessary?" She asked the fish-headed Atlas, who was eating without a problem through the cut-out part of the mask’s mouth area. "If no one knows your face, I think it’s safe, right?"
"But they saw you already."
"Ah..." Lola rocked her head in understanding. "Right. I picked up the twins not long ago. I guess they would recognize me."
She glanced at the Summit Partners’ cafeteria, catching some people looking in their direction. They remembered her for sure. What she didn’t realize was that no one was staring because they knew her, but because she—in that horrendous getup—and the fish-headed guy just stood out too much.
"Eat your food," he said, continuing his meal. "I still have a meeting with the NL Group and some people I can’t cancel."
She smiled. "I know. Mr. King told me, and I’m fine with it. I’d rather you go with them than cancel just because of me."
"Did something happen?"
"Hmm?" Her brows rose as she looked at the fish-head mask. A second later, her eyes gleamed with realization. "Ah... you mean in the reading?"
"Did you get kicked out? That’s why you’re here?"
"Atlas, do you think I’m a pushover who would just get kicked out of my own film?"
"No, but the opposite."
Her face twitched. "I’m not a troublemaker. I left because I wanted to check on something, and... well, I don’t want to travel back. It’s exhausting. This place is nearer."
Atlas just gazed at her through the mesh of his mask. "...okay."
"Hm? Okay?" she blinked. "Okay, what?"
But he didn’t answer, making Lola click her tongue faintly.
"He always just stops responding when he feels like it," she grumbled under her breath, taking a large bite of her food. She glanced at him again, then tilted her head. "I didn’t know you ate in the cafeteria."
"Not usually."
"What does that mean?"
"Today’s the first."
Deep lines appeared between her brows as she stared at him, confused. She wanted to ask more, but he had already finished his food.
"Finish that now," he said. "I’ll take the tray back."
"Ah?" Her confusion grew, but she found herself shoving food down her throat. Once she finished, Atlas unceremoniously took her tray and carried it back to where it belonged.
With a full mouth, she watched him go. She narrowed her eyes as Atlas didn’t return immediately, but instead bought something before coming back to her.
"Here." He handed her a small glass bottle of tea juice, which she knew was good for digestion. "It’s good for digestion."
The confusion in her head eased slightly, and she smiled. Taking it, she jumped from her spot just as he started walking away.

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