South Grant couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, "Yeah, it's early. If I stay in bed any longer, I'll just make it in time to greet the moon."
Langston Caldwell glanced at the time, rubbing his temples, "I just got back from abroad, I'm jet-lagged, jet-lagged, jet-lagged! Enough said, I'll go cure my jet lag for a bit."
He's been back for three days, and just yesterday, he was quite lively while eating dumplings, showing no signs of jet lag whatsoever.
At this point, South Grant casually suggested, "I heard there's a new dumpling shop in Aethelgard that's really good, wanna try?"
"Where?" Langston perked up immediately.
"Weren't you going to rest for your jet lag?" South Grant couldn't help but tease him.
Langston only then realized she was tricking him.
He glared at her in annoyance before turning to head back to his room to continue sleeping.
South Grant had thought Langston was unreliable even before coming here, but she never imagined he'd be this unreliable!
