Soon enough I hear footsteps coming closer, I could guess more or less of whose footsteps are those even without looking since it is also the owner of those prickling gaze that has been on me since I bumped into him, it is no other than Henry who finally came to sit in front of me with his gaze still on me.
I chose to not mind him and to just sit and waits for my pasta which surprisingly came faster than I thought as I hear another pair of footsteps to which I quickly turned my head and see Ryan with a plate on his hand and other personnel from the kitchen earlier. I know because I saw him earlier at one corner of it while I look around watching everyone doing their work. He also looks like a hardworking type of man just like Ryan who came beside me putting down the plate in front of me.
