In the dimly lit atmosphere of Uncle Tham's cafe, Shian's urgent voice cut through the air.
"Nil, don't cut the call," he pleaded.
"I'm not cutting. Tell me, is anything important?" Nil responded, a hint of curiosity in his tone.
"I want to meet you. Where are you?" Shian's voice carried a sense of urgency.
"I'm at Uncle Tham's cafe," Nil replied, his attention fully engaged.
"I'm coming there," Shian declared.
"Hmm, fine," Nil acknowledged, and the call was ended.
Outside "Neptune Musics," a crowd gathered, anxiously awaiting Kao's response. However, Kao remained locked in his cabin, guarded by a watchful detail.
Mew and Kim engaged in a hushed conversation, their expressions a canvas of concern and contemplation.
"What's your take on the situation?" Mew probed, his voice laced with apprehension.
"Regarding Nil and Kao," Kim responded, his tone mirroring a blend of understanding and worry.