Meanwhile, at the TV network where Abby used to work, the other party could be seen seated in front of multiple screens.
She had decided to skip her lunch in favor of previewing Gaston's videos that he happened to tape from the crime scene. But due to the lack of proper sleep, her vision was already starting to blur.
However, whenever that happened, rather than choosing to take the rest, Abby would just simply shook her head to shake away the bleariness of her eyes.
The only thing that saved the young reporter from her hunger was cup after cups of ready-made coffee that she snuggled from the vending machine downstairs despite the fact that there were strict company regulations against bringing food and drinks into the preview or editing suites.
After a short while, Gaston also arrived at the editing room. He checked on her progress the moment he came inside.
"Hey there. So how is it?"