Qiyana sighed, continuing to chew gum, boredly leaning her elbows on the table, fiddling with her phone, today was her perfect day, that is, without work, simply because everyone is busy with their own affairs and not affairs group. Great.

Then an idea suddenly came to her mind and a slight grin appeared there, just at the corners of her lips. Qiyana quickly logged into her phone's messenger and wrote a message to you, her almost best friend.

"Busy?"