Carlos just smiled at him. “Thank you so much,” he said
again. “This is definitely something to me,
and I’ll do my best – I promise.”“I know you will, you always do.” Came Hancock’s soft reply, a warm smile on his lips. “Now then, you want anything else or you ready to get started on that terminal?”
Carlos shook his head. “No, thank you. I’m good. Give me a
second…”
Carlos picked up his bowl and dumped the remaining bits of
cereal and crumbs into his mouth. He chewed a bit, noisily, before taking the
juice he made and taking a giant gulp to wash all the dry food down.
He hummed and nodded. “Okay, ready,” he said as he stood up,
grabbing his empty bowl and the bottle with him.
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