Akira slipped the phone back into his pocket and let his friend drag him further towards the exit, finally having the opportunity to look under his feet. He still couldn't help thinking about Abigail... His mind was full of her. Her eyes, her face, her hair, her body...<br/><br/>"So how is she?" the other man asked. He raised his brow. "How's who? What?" he responded with confusion while they passed through the gate and made their way out to the car park.<br/>"Your girl, off course." his friend replied with a mischievous grin.<br/>"Ah, Abigail?" Akira chuckled lightly. "A lot of stuff. She's kinda shy, but a real nice girl. And... Real hot." The smirk on his lips became a little mischievous, too.<br/><br/>Off course, he did call her while already in the car, to make sure that she was fine, and to tell her he can't wait to see her again. He didn't want to go to sleep, and he'd rather stay up and talk to her instead, though he didn't want to keep her up in case she'd have something tomorrow, and he didn't want her to be tired in the morning because of him... What if she thought he worried about her too much? Well... It's not like he could really do something about that! After all, he cared...