Chapter 67

• Mr. D is already sitting at a corner table by the time I arrive at Jakara Hotel's coffee shop. His eyes dart sharply at me the moment I push the door open. His glare makes me feel awkward as if I am walking naked in his eyes. If I hadn’t known him for a while already, I would have seen him as a different person. But I know Mr. D long enough to vouch that he is not as creepy as he looks; only that he’s weird.
• Just as I make myself comfortable in front of him, the waiter arrives with a tray of two steaming cups. Having coffee with him in this coffee shop in the past, I peer right away into the latte art. And I giggle as soon as I see two versions of my portrait.
• “You call Yen as the inspiration. What about me?” I can feel my eyes sparkling at my question. He narrows his gaze on me as if he's just got a new idea. I mean it as a joke only but he seems to take it seriously.