Charlotte Thompson had just sat down on her own office chair, when she heard the office door being pushed open.
She didn't even lift her eyes, she just continued to rummage through a pile of design drafts, picked out one she was satisfied with, and started talking while looking at it. "You're back so soon..."
The answer to her was a silence, followed by, Charlotte felt a shadow cast over her head.
She lifted her head with a sense of confusion, but unexpectedly, what appeared in her sight was a familiar face.
Charlotte put down the design manuscript in her hand, and said in surprise, "Coco, how did you get here?"
The person standing there was Coco, who she hadn't seen for several days. The girl in her early twenties was dressed in a clean ruffled collar shirt and light blue jeans, with thin documents in her arms.
An unintentional smile appeared at the corners of Charlotte's mouth. She quickly pointed to a chair and said, "Take a seat. We haven't met for quite some time."