"Hey Boss, grab a seat."

A guy eagerly pulled up a chair for him.

Nash, though, decided against sitting, choosing instead to lean casually against the table near Fiona. He had this mischievous vibe going on.

"Boss, we were just chatting about inviting Flora to dinner at the Golden Hotel. Why don't you join us?" the guy said, buzzing with excitement.

Nash didn't respond right away. He threw a glance at Fiona, lifted his chin with a smug look, and said, "Since you guys are begging for my company, I guess I'll show up. Wouldn't want to be rude, right?" Fiona just rolled her eyes.

Who actually invited him?

Not one to put up with his antics, she chuckled sarcastically, "Didn't plan on inviting you. Show up if you feel like it."

"You!"

Nash glared, momentarily speechless.

Why was she so stubborn?

Couldn't she just let him off the hook this once?

Seeing the tension rising, their friends quickly stepped in to defuse the situation.

"Come on, let's talk this out. No need for drama."

Fiona crossed her arms, dismissing it with a "Tsk."

"Like I care to argue with him."

So, they turned their backs on each other, neither willing to give in.

Eventually, Nash's buddy Robert stepped up as the peacemaker.

Grinning, he stood between them, arms spread wide to prevent another showdown like last time.

"Let's keep it cool, folks. Today's supposed to be chill. I'm sure our boss can be generous, and Flora's got a big heart too."

Nash huffed, full of himself, "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't bother."

Fiona frowned, ready to snap back, but Robert quickly intervened, whispering, "Flora, don't sink to Nash's level. He's just being a hothead!" Fiona raised an eyebrow, amused by the spot-on description.

With a smirk, she decided not to get into a verbal sparring match with him.

After class, as Fiona and the crew were about to head out, Louise suddenly showed up.

She looked like a picture of misery, with tears brimming in her eyes.

Nash, spotting her, felt a mix of irritation and concern but still walked over.

"What's up, Louise?"

Louise looked down, her voice barely a whisper, "I'm not feeling well, my stomach's killing me. Can you take me to the doctor?" Nash hesitated for a second.

"Nash... it really hurts..." Louise clung to his sleeve, tears slipping down her cheeks.

Remembering their childhood bond, Nash, worried she might be genuinely sick, quickly offered his

support, "Alright, let's get you to the

hospital."

"You guys go ahead. Take this card, or you won't get into the Golden Hotel." He tossed a card onto the table. "Put the meal on my tab."

The class watched as Nash and Louise left, looking less than pleased.

"Is Louise pulling a fast one? What a convenient time to fall sick."

"How could she be faking it?" a girl shot back, "Besides, Nash and Louise have been tight since they were kids. They're even talking about getting engaged. Of course, he'd be there for her if she's sick."

Like he'd skip out on his childhood friend for a meal with a transfer student with no real connections? The girl, Lily, was pretty much Louise's sidekick.

She didn't really care for Fiona, and as an orphan, Fiona certainly wasn't on her list of potential friends.

"Alright, alright. If Nash isn't coming, we'll go anyway. The important thing is, Flora's with us!" Robert said with a grin, lightening the mood. He. grabbed Fiona's backpack and ed her out, rallying the group toget moving.

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