H h h h h h h h h h
Following his talk with Miss Linda, he searched up classic restaurants in London. Eventually choosing one with tranquil surroundings and a secluded VIP booth.
After he was done, Max sent her the time and address.
(*I'll be there.*)
Staring at her last message, Max released a quick sigh and dropped the phone.
Turning to the bathroom afterwards, he came out a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist.
Turning off the light, he decided against locking the door and laid on the bed.
Staring through the window, the moon was bright outside and there was a subtle cascadence flowing through the window. Somehow easing the impenetrable darkness to a visible extent.
"System—" Max muttered, letting out a small sigh as he pondered about the last Quest the system gave him.
