Chapter 67: You Like Sweets?
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The entire waiting area fell into stunned silence. So much so, over the phone, the apology was audible. ["S-sorry, sir."]
"JUST SHUT UP! I WILL DEAL WITH YOU LATER!" Danny barked before hanging up.
He turned back to Timothée, eyes blazing. "You heard that, right—?"
"Excuse me." Samantha interrupted sharply. "Please do not cause a commotion here."
Her tone was calm but firm as she turned toward the young man, now known as Timothée Chalamet from Danny's shout. "You are next on the list. Please proceed inside quickly."
"Sorry abo–!" Timothee barely managed to offer an apology before Danny cut him off. "No one is moving anywhere." He stepped closer to the door, nearly blocking the entrance.
Samantha had a guess of what was going on, but she couldn't just allow someone to walk in on an act like this, so she tried to reason with Danny, but it was getting nowhere, and tension only stretched between them until -
Danny was mid-outburst. "SHUT THE HELL U—!"
- ?when the door behind him had cracked open, making him stop.
All eyes flicked toward the new figure stepping in.
Some random kid? Danny barely spared him a glance, irritation flaring.