Speak of the devil.
Just as I was carrying six boxes of desserts and had no hands free to press the elevator button, a well-defined hand reached out from behind me. With a click, it pressed the up button.
A familiar aquatic scent drifted past my nose.
Without even looking up, I knew it was Mike.
When he saw me arrive, he let out a sigh of relief, with an uncontrollable smile at the corners of his mouth.
"Are you here to see me? There are exactly six people in the Planning Department. How thoughtful of you."
With that, he reached out to take the desserts, but I dodged him by stepping aside.
I was a bit speechless. "What are you doing? These aren't bought for you."
"Keep playing hard to get."
He pursed his lips, looking rather unhappy.
The elevator arrived.
I stepped inside and sa
