"What a weirdo," Derek clicked his tongue as he shook his head. "I'd better talk to the manager about this."
"It's a small matter," Caullen raised his brows. "Is it really worth it to meddle with someone's way of living just because you found him a weirdo?"
Derek snickered. "So what if I do?" He tilted his head to the side. "If someone values their way of living so much, they should do a better job."
Caullen frowned, about to speak again, when the door opened without warning. He and Travis gazed at the person walking in, but Derek and Justin didn't bother.
"At least he's quick," Justin remarked, and Derek smirked.
"By the way, I forgot to say that the tea I prefer is…" The rest of Derek's words rolled back into his throat and almost choked him to death.
There, walking in, wasn't the man wearing an ugly fish mask, but a few men. One of them was Allen.
