[Echo]
When the waiter left, I was super relieved. He was always staring and had inched closer while we were ordering, ending up right next to me again. I looked at Victor. He was glaring after the waiter.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
“I don’t like how close he was to you or how open he was about his nature. We should leave.” He answered.
“But, we just ordered. That would be rude, Victor. The restaurant would have wasted all the money for the food.” I replied.
“It won’t cost them much. They comp more than that most nights.” Rosy said.
“Please. Don’t make me go because some boy was acting strange. I really want to stay here. Maybe it’s because of my blood, too.” I offered.
They looked at each other. Something passed between them, but I didn’t understand their expressions.
