There was a flash of surprise in Troy's eyes, and in a matter of seconds, his pink cheeks matched mine. See we are all getting sick. Must be the food!
"N-Not a p-problem," He replied. Wait, he stammered? Definitely the food.
"You missed your call," Troy had collected himself enough and said matter of factly.
I nodded with a small smile, "That's okay. If it was important, they'll call back."
The door opened and it made my brain finally start working properly. “Thank you again.” As I then quickly walked towards the door and went outside to wait for a taxis, Steve beside me within moments.
There was a gentle breeze that helped cool my flushed cheeks… and body. It also helped bring me properly back to the present.
I had stepped to the side to let the breeze cool me down so Troy and J
