#Chapter38 Pointless Talks
I opened the door and saw a man, with a suit and tie, standing there, with a bag in his hand. I frowned in confusion. Knowing that it wasn't me who called him, I offered him a smile.
/"I guess this is for Kale?/" I questioned. The man, who was wearing sunglasses while it was pouring outside, nodded curtly. He handed me the bag. I took it, then watched as he walked away. /"Have a nice day!/" I shouted in the corridor. He kept walking as if he didn't hear me.
Rude much?
/"Kale! You've got a bag!/" I shouted as I walked back in the room after closing the door.
/"Why do you have to shout, I'm here/" Kale mumbled as he sat on the bed, now his laptop on his lap. He was still working.