Yu was certain they'd make a great team.
"Just make a sketch and I'll figure it out." He told her he liked to make things. Especially, cutting out things and putting them together. His skills went far beyond sushi. Didn't she know?
"I dunno." She winced.
"You're too tired to think." Obviously, this Cameron was a slave driver. How could someone be creative under those conditions?
"Don't you worry about it." He'd meet this Cameron face to face to face. After a, Ying needed to rest. Maybe not even go to class for the rest of the week.
"I can't." She needed to keep working and studying. What would her mother think?
"If she knows I'm helping you, she won't care." He knew of Ying's mother who always encouraged him to try all her new dishes at her restaurant. He'd always been helpful, or had Ying forgotten.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head." Off to bed, would be the best thing for her. And he would not disturb her.
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