Just as Zarina finished checking the photo she had captured, the waiter delivered her food. As the waiter set down her orders, the familiar man appeared.
"Here's your order, ma'am. Enjoy your food," the waiter smiled before heading back to the kitchen.
The man cleared his throat and politely asked, "If you don't mind, may I share a table with you?"
Zarina raised an eyebrow, sighed deeply, and reluctantly nodded. She was aware that she could be a bit rude when hungry, so she decided to focus on her meal, paying minimal attention to the man. Zarina acted as if she were alone, savoring her food in peaceful silence.
As Zarina chewed her food, she silently prayed that the man in front of her wouldn't engage in conversation. She didn't want any disturbances while she was famished, or else she might unleash her frustration like a dragon breathing fire.