Flossie Wright, relying on her powerful memory, not only roughly remembered everything Glenn Hutchinson introduced, but also took note of the people she saw on the way.
Not the passersby, but those who knew Glenn Hutchinson and reacted in some way.
Approximately thirty or forty people.
If she guessed correctly, by dinner time, the whole Base would have heard about her "affair" with Glenn Hutchinson.
It must be said, Glenn Hutchinson's behavior was beyond imagine childish.
"Is it necessary?" Pulling out her hand, Flossie Wright lazily glanced at him.
"It is."
Glenn Hutchinson said affirmatively, smiling at her.
Flossie Wright's mouth twitched.
Hopeless.
"Anything else?"
Flossie Wright moved her wrist and continued to ask.
"Yes."
Glenn Hutchinson nodded.
"Speak."
Flossie Wright's words were as concise and clear as ever.
But Glenn Hutchinson mysteriously smiled and extended his right hand towards her.
