Chapter 603

Right outside the gates of Kingswell University, there was this cozy little diner that everyone seemed to love. Roseanne and Owen Reynolds had just arrived when they spotted Corley already waiting for them.

"There's Roseanne..." Corley beamed, his eyes fixating on her as if Owen Reynolds was practically invisible. Roseanne greeted, "Mr. Sullivan, hope you haven't been waiting long."

Owen couldn't help but crack a smile at the formal address.

Corley seemed to only then notice Owen, "Mr. Reynolds, good to see you again."

Owen kept his smile, "Seems like fate keeps throwing Mr. Sullivan and me together."

"Please," Corley motioned, guiding him to a seat by his side before pulling out a chair for Roseanne on the opposite side.

That seating arrangement would put Owen Reynolds, Corley, and then Roseanne in a line.

"That spot's drafty, right by the door. The breeze and the constant in and out. Roseanne, why don't you sit next to me instead?" Owen suggested, pulling out the chair beside him. Roseanne, thinking it made sense, took the seat.

And so, the arrangement shifted to Roseanne, Owen Reynolds, Corley.

"Feeling warmer now?" Owen asked, blatantly ignoring Corley's sour expression.

"Yeah, thanks." Roseanne nodded.

Corley, feeling left out, chimed in, "The draft's actually quite strong here. Maybe I'll move closer too."

The seating then became Corley, Roseanne, Owen Reynolds.

Corley, trying to lighten the mood, told Roseanne, "I've gone ahead and ordered some of your favorites."

Roseanne thanked him but then remembered Owen was there too, "Professor, why don't you check the menu, see if there's anything you'd fancy?"

need, "I'm good with

order whatever you

"Alright."

was practically eating Corley

didn't she ask him to pick

completely forgotten he was the one who ordered

Corley would have

food arrived, and even

blissfully unaware, busy making sure Owen tried everything, worried

but really, I'm fine. You should eat

"Okay."

two of them interact so

been so attentive to

did Owen Reynolds

Mr. Sullivan, not

lost my

him, "But you love meatloaf, right? Try some; it's

"You remember I

"Of course!"

spirits were momentarily

"I also remember Cliff loves shrimp scampi, and York Gibson hates fish but loves cajun fish

she didn't have to remember everyone else's

his favorites

always been thoughtful,

was just

surprisingly not offended, responded, "Yeah,

for years, no

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