Gun stood up, and I quickly turned to face him. However, I soon realized that I wasn't the only one doing so. In fact, I could see that both men and women were attentive to his presence and seemed to want to approach or talk to him but were unable to find the right moment to do so.
He moved a bit and said, "I'm going to the rest room." He said it while looking and closely examining my eyes, and he relaxes after. He have nothing to worry about me.
"Go ahead, and came back. There's a lot of people want to talk to you." I sad, pushing him little.
He nodded while picking up my glass. He was holding it, and tilt the glass infront of me.
"I'll get you a water, too."
He scans the area, but only for a little while before his eyes swiftly return to me.
"Don't leave the table and wait for m
