The redheaded boy kept chatting with joy, sending signals constantly, making him the worst flirt ever.
A character with a red afro style hair entered the League Lobby. He was stretching his arms high and yawning. “Why do I have to get up so early…?”
Chili smirked at the thoroughly flustered nurse, sliding a number on a slip of paper across to her. “Call me sometime, yeah?” he asked, nonchalantly walking away from the desk, letting out his tepig, letting it hop up onto his shoulder.