33 Old friend (1/2)

Taking the container back inside, Ensen checked inside and was shocked that all of the cookies were gone, with only a few crumbs at the bottom.

Assuming that Kaitlin had thrown the cookies out, Ensen was a little disappointed. He reasoned that she did like the gesture though, as evident from the note she left.

Taking the items to the kitchen, Ensen rested the note on the counter as he slowly washed the container.

Afterward, Ensen decided to leave the note there for now and call his friend. Grabbing the phone out of his pocket, he made his way back to the couch and rested on it before opening his contacts and giving Harris Cleveland a call.

After it had rung for a few moments, there was a voice on the other end.

”Hello, who is this?” The voice on the other end said in curiosity. He never gave his personal phone number to his clients so only people he knew had it. Besides telemarketers of course, but the number calling him was local.

”Hey Harris, it's been a long time. It's Ensen calling.” Ensen said with a friendly tone of voice, trying to immediately get on Harris's good side.

”Oh, It's… Ensen. Of course.” The other voice said trying to fake that he knew who was actually calling him.

Realizing his bluff, Ensen felt slightly offended but still persisted on like a soldier.

”We went to SilverLeaf together, remember?” Ensen said, trying to get him to recognize him.

Harris didn't respond for a few moments before seemingly having an epiphany on who Ensen actually was.

”Oh, that's right. Sorry, it's been a long time since we last spoke so you slipped my mind a bit.” Harris said, feeling slightly guilty that he did not recognize his old friend.

”No worries Harris. Do you still work as an interior designer by the way?” Ensen asked calmly, getting straight to the point.

”That's right, the same place too. I've been moving up in the company a bit, so it's been a nice experience.” Harris answered with a bright voice.

”I was actually wondering if you had room to take on another client. It's completely understandable if you can't.” Ensen said reasonably, not wanting to pressure him into doing if he couldn't.

”Yeah, the business has been quite slow for me recently honestly. I mainly work with bigger clients but we haven't gotten too many this year, so I'm just relaxing at home now trying to draw some in. Who would the client you be like to introduce to me?” Harris answered in a calm voice. It was quite obvious that he was working quite hard to get more business for the company.

”Oh, it's myself. I recently bought a school building, it's being renovated right now but I need somebody to help with the furniture and things like that. Would you be willing to take me as a client?” Ensen asked with a slight nervousness in his heart. Although he had twisted the truth a little bit by saying he bought the building, it was not too important.

After a few moments of silence, Harris responded with excitement in his voice. ”Yeah, I can see what I can do. Come down to the office with the building plans and we can discuss what we'll do. I'll text you the address. Anytime after 2 pm is fine so take your time.”

After responding in understanding, the call soon ended. Unsure how he could get the building plans, Ensen called out to the system.

”I can get the building plans, right?” Ensen spoke, unwilling to spend any more education points on the matter.

A blue box soon appeared before Ensen. The words were filled with stubbornness and a hint of revenge.

'It seems the system is still mad about me scamming him earlier, huh?' Ensen thought to himself as he turned to read the message.

[8 education points.]

”Wait, why eight? That's all I have! I can't even learn the manual with that. You're a scam artist!” Ensen yelled at the system, unwilling to spend the remaining education points.

[The system has judged that creating a floor plan will have an innate risk of spreading the design elsewhere. This could lead to consequences if not properly taken care of due to a possible leak of the design. While this would not be the host's fault, he is responsible since you created the item. As such it has a higher price tag.] The system wrote, obviously wanting to preserve his objects.