Sophia arrived at the restaurant five minutes early. She stood outside the place for a moment, before eventually walking in after a while.
The moment she entered, her eyes traveled across the expanse of the place.
The atmosphere was warm, with golden lights casting a soft glow over the polished wooden tables and deep red leather booths.
She glanced around, her gaze sweeping over the guests until she spotted a man at the far end of the room. He was waving subtly, with a relaxed posture and an easy grin that drew her attention.
She took it to be Lucas, and walked over to the booth he was sitting, slipping into one of the seats, "Hi," she mumbled, giving him a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.
She wasn't certain on how to feel about this setting yet, and she was quite tired
