“You ...Thada?!”
She exclaimed the other’s name with shock. And after she could get a grip of herself, Maysa hurriedly put the blanket up to cover Wisana’s face immediately. The anxious act got a laugh from the watcher.
“Well, I got off my work now, Miss Maysa.” Thada smiled widely. “I’m not here, because I wanted to find out what Vincent’s face was like without the mask anyway.”
“Then, why are you here?” She asked curtly.
“You still like talking so cold to me, as usual,” he said slowly, while he was acting like he was hurt. “I just wanted to join a party. Didn't mean to disturb you, or cause you any trouble.”
“But I don’t want to see your face!”
“Aw... I really do get hated a lot.” Thada's smile looked so dry. It almost seemed like he was awkward by Maysa, too.
“Stop messing around. How did you find us?”