Lenford : Punishment

Len returns shortly after, a flustered and annoyed look on his face as he glares at me while taking his seat. I raised an eyebrow, expressing my curiosity as he proceeded to ignore me.

I placed my hand in my pocket, searching for the remote as I turned the motor up by a dial. I noticed Len looking surprised, but not the kind of surprise I was looking for.

"Waiter!" I raised my hand, calling over a man as he proceeded towards me with utmost urgency.

"How many I help you, sir?" He asks, waiting on my reply as I whispered into his ear.

After he left, I got up from my seat and grabbed onto Len's arm as he froze mid bite of the final spoonful of his meal. "H-huh? What is it? Why are you tugging me? Ah, wait! Wait!" He drops the spoon, dragged out of his seat as I led him to the elevator.

"What? We haven't even had dessert yet!" He grumbles, knitting his brows in frustration as I felt my nerves grinding again.