Mia swings the door open to meet the questioning eyes of everyone in the flat as they observe their dinner. She was never going to get used to those curious eyes anytime soon.
"How was work?" Mark asked.
"Very good," Mia said with a smile. Mark had been the one encouraging her for the interview, she didn't want him to feel like he had made a mistake by whining about how annoying her boss was.
"Why are you home so late?" Grannie asked
"Aiyo, Grannie. She's an assistant. She could return from work at weird hours of the day" Sarah explained.
"As long as he pays you well, I have no objections to it," Kimpab said and Grannie whacked him with a spoon, hard on his head.
"Grannie!" He winced in pain.
"Look at the time you fool before you speak!" Grannie scolded.
Mia glanced at her wristwat
