"I'm going out for a walk."
Standing up directly, Flossie Wright intended to avoid the topic.
However, as soon as she stood steady, Glenn Hutchinson stepped forward, blocking her path.
"Have you agreed?" Glenn Hutchinson raised an eyebrow.
"No."
Flossie's voice was resolute.
"Why?" Glenn Hutchinson inquired.
"Haven't thought it through."
"Seems easy to think through."
"I don't think so."
Responding mildly, Flossie raised her eyes to look at him.
"You're injured, I'm injured," Glenn Hutchinson said matter-of-factly, "it's perfect for us to look after each other."
"Really?" Flossie's mouth twitched, "I think it's more convenient for healthy people to take care."
Indeed, she had never seen someone with Glenn Hutchinson's personality come up with such ridiculous reasoning.
"They're busy." Glenn Hutchinson said dignifiedly.
"..."
Flossie narrowed her eyes, looking at Glenn Hutchinson strangely.
Glenn Hutchinson was open and unashamed, allowing her to stare.
