FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
I struggled carrying the paper bags containing the foods that I ordered. And my suffering was aggravated when I reached the front of Zyair's office because how am I supposed to knock when my two hands are occupied.
"These foods will not be infected by dirt if I drop them on the floor, right?" I asked myself, hesitating to put the paper bags on the ground.
However, the door in front of me suddenly opens. Zyair looks at me with a blank expression.
"Come in."
I rolled my eyes when he didn't even offer a helping hand even though he saw me struggling. It's my fault, though. If I didn't order tons of fast foods, I would not struggle.
There's vacant table inside his office, so I put the bags there and open it. I close my eyes when the steak's delicious smell pervaded my nose.
Damn. I need to exert all my temperance to stop my voracious demons from devouring these foods like a pig.