Boboiboy was gone. A mission a year ago backfired severely.
Yaya was miserable. Grieving, missing, wishing that her husband was here.
Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned.
Saudade (English: /ˌsaʊˈdɑːdə/,[1] is a deep emotional state of n...
Yaya rolled her eyes in amusement as Gopal kept himself from laughing at her answer. They were standing in line of the huge crowd, all wanting to get into the glamorous night club located at the edge of the city.
Men were dressed casually in chinos or jeans while the ladies went all out in wearing various of outfits ranging from palazzos and blazers to dresses matched with high heels. Everyone seemed ecstatic, excited to have the nights of their life in the famous Titanium Nightclub.
Yaya felt out of place especially with her trusty chest-length blonde wig. Not to mention, she was ridiculously underdressed with her brown coat and jeans.
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Alas, she wasn't here to party in the first place.
Her earpiece which was disguised as her earrings signalled an incoming call from Ying.
"Gopal! Yaya! The dude we questioned confirmed that Shadow Hunter will be there tonight"
"Understood" Gopal smirked into the earpiece. "You guys won't kill the dude, right?"
Fang laughed in the background. Yaya could hear Ying smirking. "We'll try"
The call was abruptly ended. At the same time, Yaya noticed that the both of them were nearing the entrance.
"I swear those two are causing me a headache" Gopal sighed.
Yaya laughed. "Let them be. As long as they don't kill each other instead"
"I sincerely believe that the possibility of that happening is still there"
Yaya shook her head in amusement before thinking back to tonight's agenda.
Keep an eye out on Shadow Hunter.
They had to capture him.
He's been sabotaging their rescue missions too much.
The power spheres that were supposed to be saved by TAPOPS kept getting stolen by him.
To make things harder, they've lost one of their best agents almost a year ago.
Their best agent...
Before her head could delve deeper into that thought, they were already at the entrance and was being inspected by the bouncer.
After showing their (fake) identity cards, the bouncer gave them the green lights and let the pair in.
Immediately after stepping into the building, their senses were swarmed by everything round them. The smell reeks of alcohol and sweat of people either drunk or sober. The temperature felt warm from the numerous number of people, despite the air-conditioners blasting cool air inside. Not to mention, loud music blasted even by the entrance as people enjoyed themselves on the dance floor.
