Moon kept staring at Stone's moving lips but couldn't understand a thing coming out of it because all her mind was set on the wrestling place outside. She didn't know what type of prayer to offer for Ocean to win the fight, except if God himself begged Robert. Every passing second felt like a year, and the minute felt like a decade of her life was taken away by the ticking of the clock.
"Did you hear me?" Stone kicked her lightly, and she glared at him.
"Stone, seriously, what is the problem with you? What do you want from me at this crucial point of my life?"
"I asked if you would share your chocolate-"
"No, I won't share it with you."
"I have been begging you for the past three minutes?"
"He said fifteen minutes, right? How many minutes have passed since the fight?"
"It has been seven minutes?"
"I swear it feels like seventy years right now,"
"I know that feeling—"
"No, you don't because you are not the one Robert guy would be taking home tonight?"