He took back his phone immediately, staring down at the screen, there was no name. Then he picked it up.
"Who the f*ck are you to distract my.."
The bartender swiftly retrieved the phone from his hand.
"He's drunk, can you come get him? I'll text you the address now." He hung up and began sending a message.
Just then Ann showed up almost immediately.
"Isa? I told you.. Look at my Isa, I knew it! She has always been the one.. wait.. why do you smell different..?" he drunk talked as Ann took him, his hand on her shoulder.
'I smell different? Have they been that closed?' Ann thought, getting angry at everything.
Just a few hours back, she was done making a garnished noodle, the only thing she could prepare, and had set the table, but Austin did not seem to be coming bac
