"I see… so that's what happened, hmm…" Alice murmured, resting her chin on her hand as she listened.
"Yes, well… although the situation got a bit more complicated than expected, I'm just glad everything turned out safely in the end," Riley replied, his tone casual but laced with an underlying weight.
After their tight embrace, the two had finally settled into a more relaxed atmosphere.
Now, they sat across from one another at the dining table, a simple yet comforting setting.
In front of them, a light meal—a simple pasta dish Riley had whipped up on the spot.
Alice twirled a forkful of noodles, taking a small bite as she stole glances at him.
He cooked this so naturally… as if he had done it a hundred times before.
"…I didn't know you could cook, Junior," she mused, eyeing him curiously.
Riley merely shrugged, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "I just know how to make something quick when necessary."
