GITA AND MAR
044. Self Adjusting
Mar's arrival makes Gita pause his speech for a while. The two exchanged looks and only felt that they had not spoken seriously when they met. Gita turned her wheelchair slowly. Turn around until he and Mar actually come face to face.
“Mar,” greet Gita. Looked at Mar from top to bottom. It was strange that yesterday he had inhabited that body. “So .. I want to ask what Mar wants at this time. Can?” Not only did he ask for Mar's approval, Gita also looked up to Harris. The man nodded casually.
“May Mar, Bu?” Mar asked back. He approached the black chair opposite the o table...