Later that night—
Raye and Jerusha sat across from each other in a cozy booth at a well-lit restaurant.
The place was calm and warm, filled with the soft hum of conversations and clinks of silverware. The smell of grilled meat filled the air.
"This place really is something."
Raye commented, cutting into his third steak already.
Jerusha nodded, chewing happily.
"Mm! It's my first time here, but I like it!"
The restaurant was known for their premium steaks—perfectly cooked, tender, and juicy. It was also a business partner of Kyle and Devin, which meant their meals tonight could've been completely free.
But Raye still paid.
'I don't feel right eating for free.'
He thought when he handed over a pouch of coins to the cashier earlier.
'Besides, I have a lot money. Like really a lot.'
Anyway, with that—
Raye and Jerusha ate a lot, until their bellies feels like they were going to pop.
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*****
Now, a few hours after having their dinner—
Tap-
Swoosh~
