Fiore and Seraphina walk down the city, talking about stupid shit again. Today was supposed to be a Girl's Day for them.
Sera: IDK, I'm pretty sure that store is not owned by a communist.
Fiore: Really? Emerson said his mom told him that on the phone the other day.
Sera: So? Who cares. Political stuff is one big scam.
Fiore: *sigh*
Sera: Hey! I just realized! Emerson never wore the cologne you got him!
Fiore: That's because he never smells. Unlike your John who sweats a lot.
Sera: Cologne is not JUST for taking away smell! It can be formal, romantic or-
Fiore: Unnecessary.
Sera: Girl you gotta open up! Not everything is black and white!
Fiore: Its not?
Sera: Yeah, I've found THAT out after I met John. He showed me that there is not just Perfect and Failure, but in the middle. Blur so to speak. He showed me how to live life without just black and white.
Fiore: Huh.
Sera: Does your BF not show you that too?
Fiore: Sometimes yes and sometimes he hides in his locker.
Sera: That's hilarious!
Fiore: It is until you have to drag him out of there.
Sera: How often?
Fiore: When he doesn't like himself.
Sera: You've got a handful.
Fiore: Yeah right. Sometimes I wonder if he has autism.
Sera:*Intimidates Emerson* I WIKE HIDING IN MY LWOCKER!
Fiore: Hey! I was being serious.
Sera: Maybe, he acts like it many times.
Fiore: It worries me.
Sera: Other than the locker, what else does he do weird?
Fiore: Hmm, let me think...Ooh! He stares at spinning shit a lot.
Sera: No way, he doesn't look like he does that. Maybe he's just insecure.
Fiore: I have watched him stare at beyblades for half an hour.
Sera: *chuckles* He's weird.
Fiore: Compare him to John. John's fucking clumsy.
Sera: Uh huh he is.
They chuckle for a lite longer about how John wore a executioner mask for a while until they hit a large clothing store.
*DING!*
Fiore: I hate that bell.
Sera: Shut up.
They visit the woman's department, looking for some new clothes since Sera's got torn up for some reason I won't tell. 🤫 Fiore however just need some more because all of here belongings literally fit in a small backpack.
Fiore: Tell me why your ALL your clothes are torn up.
Sera: Uh. He he its nothing. 😅
Fiore: Ew no! Don't tell me its what I think it is!
Sera: Yup.
Fiore: I'm running away from you.
Sera: Why?
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unOrdinary: Lost Ability - A Play Script Story
FanfictionDISCLAIMER: I do not own unordinary as it belongs to uru-chan. this is just a fanfic. 2 students enroll in Wellston, One who is a cripple who is related to Seraphina and one who possess a strange ability thought to be lost in time. Ember has become...
