This was not her home. I had the right to sit wherever I wanted, live however I wanted, and do things the way I wanted. She could not tell me what to do."How can I help, Jasmine?" I cut to the chase."What would you like to drink?" She ignored my question and asked, swirling the content of her glass with a small spoon. It was fruit juice, but she made it look like it was coffee instead.I looked at our surroundings and smiled wryly. Drinking fruit juice with a small spoon, what combo was this? Did she think the cafeteria was a coffee house or a juice store? Her elegant behavior was incongruous with the setting. I found it hard to admire her gesture."I'm busy. If you invited me to have a drink with you, I'll have to let you down and leave," I uttered impatiently.Jasmine tensed up, offended by my bluntness. But since we were in public, she didn't continue to give me riddles. "You sure are very talented, Luna. I only learned yesterday that you have a project that is on par with th
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