The moment Earl stepped inside the cafeteria alone, his mood was already soiled.
No, soiled wouldn't be the exact word to describe the turmoil of mixed emotions he was feeling inside at that moment.
Since the morning, he was quite in a joyous mood, while teasing and bickering along with Zion, around whom he had started to feel a little comfortable.
But after that unpleasant encounter with Edward, who ridiculed him with such accusations early in the morning, Earl's mood had sunk straight to the bottom.
Given that the air between Zion and Edward had grown more intense than he had anticipated, but somehow felt way too awkward just being in between them.
At some point, he suddenly felt like a piece of meat that was being fought over by two starving wolves!
"That bastard…" Earl clicked his tongue while he grabbed a tray, exhaling a long sigh.
No matter how much he tried to forget, Edward's words still echoed inside his head quite vividly.
