Be Kind to Cooks

Carl leaned on the door and tried his best to listen to what's going on inside the room. At this time, he wished that he had that eavesdropping skill that one of his colleagues had.

Earlier, he could still hear them arguing but after some time, everything became quiet. Just then, he heard the sound of footsteps getting closer to the door, so he turned back and stood straight, acting like he was guarding the hallway the whole time.

Marianne opened the door. "Is the restaurant still open? Can you get us some food? I want to have dinner here. Bring two portions of everything. Thank you."

Carl did not get the chance to talk and the door almost hit his face when he tried to inch forward. He got a glimpse of the room and he could see Jun's back at the balcony, staring at the distant twinkling lights which should be the city.

Did they finally break-up? Is this a farewell dinner? This is my chance! Carl's eyes sparkled.