Seth and I make our way, hand in hand, upstairs to the banquet room. There’s still so many visitors here that the dining hall isn’t big enough. Thankfully, the banquet room isn’t set formally for breakfast. We walk into the room that’s already quite filled and make our way to the head table. As we pass, I can feel everyone’s eyes on us and our connected hands and even more as Seth pulls my chair out for me to sit.
Robbie looks up from his phone at me. “Good to see you guys. How’s the hand?” he asks me, glancing back down at his phone.
“It’s great. It would probably feel better if we didn’t have phones at the table, though.” I tell him with a glare.
“That’s good.” he tells me and continues as he realizes what I said with “Wait. what?”.
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