Before they could even step in Moma Design Store. Ender pause his feet from moving, making Ibixa's smile to fade and her eyes to be filled by questions she'll ask him sooner.
"We're blocking the store's entrance," Ibixa whispered after she sees on the corner of her eyes a pair of people whose trying to pass through them but can't. Ender grabbed her hand and bring her to the side. They can now talk minus the fuss. Problem solve.
"Where do you want to go after this?" he checked his rolex. "We still have five hours left," he murmured. Because of that, Ibixa suddenly felt like she's dating the head of the states.
"Let's just go home then? I don't have anything that I want to buy here anyway," she said. Ibixa managed to hide her irritation at the back of her smiling lips. When she turned
