"Later," Izan said into the phone, smirking as he hung up on Lamine's playful taunt.
He set the device down on the counter just as footsteps padded down the stairs.
Hori appeared first, a crossbody bag slung carelessly over her shoulder, her hair tied up in a quick ponytail.
Olivia followed right after, neat as always, her coat draped over one arm.
Both were dressed for their little shopping spree, looking like they'd already rehearsed this exit together.
"What about you?" Olivia asked, tilting her head at Izan as she buttoned up her coat.
"What are you going to do while we're gone?"
"Nothing," Izan said flatly, before flopping down onto the couch with exaggerated laziness, one arm draped across the backrest like he'd just declared war on productivity.
The two girls exchanged a look, that silent, wordless glance women shared when they were already on the same page.
Hori turned back to him, lips tugging into a mischievous grin.
