Chapter 81

Citrine watched Sebastian intently, her gaze fixed on every move he made at the claw machine.

If she was counting right, this was already his ninth attempt.

And still, not a single plushie had made it out.

"Want me to give it a try?" Citrine asked, testing the waters.

"Go ahead," Sebastian replied, a little flustered now that even his ears turned red

after so many failed tries. Hearing Citrine's suggestion, he quickly slid a game token into the slot for her.

Lining up her shot, Citrine pressed the button with confidence. The very next second, the fox plushie dropped easily from the claw.

"Got it." Citrine's eyes sparkled as she scooped up the toy.

"You're really good at this," Sebastian said, seeing her so pleased, a small smile tugging at his lips.

The way he said her name caught Citrine off guard.

"What? Am I not supposed to call you Citrine?" Sebastian noticed her expression and couldn't help but ask.

can," Citrine stammered. Honestly, he could call her whatever he wanted as long as she could

suddenly using her name

names that first day on social media, neither of them had ever

call you Sebastian from now on?" Citrine figured that since he was using her name, she couldn't just keep calling him "big brother" all the time—

suddenly grinned. "How old

Citrine answered, not sure why he was asking but taking the

folded his arms and cocked his head at her. "So,

going, "I'm twenty. If you call me by my first name,

logic. "Then what should

"Mister Sebastian," but that sounded ridiculous-like calling someone "sir" at a bar. No, that

but couldn't come up

"Forget it, just call me

Citrine nodded in agreement.

to a few other arcade games. Sebastian soon realized this girl

all those hard-to-read emotions vanished from her face; she was focused, almost

already late. Glancing up at the dark sky,

he said. "It's

checked the time, then decided not

was only a ten-minute walk from downtown to Grandeur Waters Residences. They didn't

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