We sat together quietly all the way until we arrived at the apartment, and no one said anything, especially about their navel and the lewd movements of aliens. I said good-bye to Richard. I tried to enter the room, but before I could open the door with him, someone called our names.

"Kevin... Richard..."

Richard and I turned around, frowned without an appointment, and saw Brooklyn standing in front of him. He didn't come alone, and he brought a high school boy. Let me guess the age. I don't think it will be more than 18 years old. She looks cute and slim, just like Brooklyn.

Maybe Brooklyn's brother Ben...