"Hello, Ryn?" Harry greeted slowly. He was hoping Ryn was having a good mood when he was calling because he wanted to ask her out.
"Harry?" Ryn mumbled. She was still sleepy and this boy called her? Wasn't he sick like a high fever or something? Has he recovered? So soon?
"Are you... busy?" he asked worriedly. He did not want to disturb her while working.
"What is it?" she did not want to waste more time, time that she could spend sleeping, and asked him directly. If it was nothing serious, she would just say goodbye and continue her sleep.
"No. I... I thought I want to invite you for lunch. I mean, I want to treat you to lunch. Because you visit me," he asked, his cheeks reddened.
"Today?"
"Yes."
"Sorry, Harry. I already have a plan," Ryn rejected ruthlessly. She did not have time to take care of Harry's feelings. She was too sleepy to care.