MONICA carefully placed a bowl of hot wanton noodle soup in front of Flynn, then took the seat beside him. The smile on her face that hadn't faded from earlier when he arrived was still noticeable. Monica's face was almost stuck to the cellphone she was holding upt to this time. Flynn stopped editing a video on his laptop and faced Monica.
"W-what?" she asked her. Puzzled by his reaction, Monica stared to her phone omce again. Flynn knew that she's talking to someone over the chat and he assumed that it was a very engaging comversation she has there.
"Nothing. What's with the smile on your face?" He sat up straight and finally showed him what she was busy with. He was right after all. The young woman was engaged to a not so meaningful. conversation. It was a dating app called Mumble, and
