chapter 39 A thousand cups will not make you drunk

When she was ready to leave after packing up, her phone suddenly rang, it was Baqir calling.
"What would you like to eat tonight? I'll go buy groceries."
Baqir had now become very familiar with the whole grocery shopping routine. Not to brag, but he had become even more acquainted with the aunties and uncles at the market than Laszlo used to be.
"I'm going out to eat with someone tonight." Granada replied.
"Oh, then okay, I'll call mom," Baqir said, ready to hang up the phone.
"Wait,...