As they eat other customers stole glances at them now and then. Or should I say Derrick and Raymond were those their attention focused on?
Amos made do with the wine they had ordered. While others ate, he took a sip from the glass of wine dangling in between his fingers.
[I can't wait to get rid of them after this meal?]
Amos gripped the glass of wine firmer as he glared at Raymond who was happily discussing the taste of the delicacies.
Although they didn't say a word to him, he couldn't help but conclude that they were doing this to piss him off.
"So where are you going after here?" Raymond asked. He dropped his cutlery and leaned his back against the green chair.
"Hmmm…," Joana trailed and stole a glance at Amos.
"We are going to the arcade," Anthony announced smiling.
"Arcade?" Raymond questioned. He shifted his gaze to Joanna's face. Her displeased look didn't escape his notice.
