AGENTS

Right Attire

"I'm taking you into the clothing shop. Where you will get your own suit." He says.

"Fun." I said.

We entered in another room which had luxurious things, just clothing.

"What will you be looking for today?" The man asked. He was an older man and in a suit.

"A suit for this girl." William said.

The man nodded and showed us to a dressing room where he got out a measuring tape and started to take my measurements. He must have already knew what to do as he has done this countless times most likely. He went out of the room and quickly came back with the suit in his hands. It was a light grey suit. William and the man left the room and I closed the door. I slipped it on really easily, like it was a perfect fit. I turned around to the mirror, I looked amazing. The grey suited me so well. And I put the shades on.

"Im so cute." I said to myself. I opened the door and William smiled, reminding me of like a dads smile. Like he was proud.

"You look like you would fit in." He says.

"I know." I proudly said.

"We'll take this one." William said to the tailor man. He nodded. I went back to the room and changed back into my regular clothes. As I came out William had a bag already that I neatly tucked the suit in.

"So, any updates on the weather machine?" I asked.

"Theres been reports of constant rain and wind in some states that have destroyed peoples homes and are getting increasingly more dangerous." He said.

"That doesn't worry you guys!?" I said confused.

"Steven hacked into the weather machine which should cause complications but I'm not sure if it'll hold." He said.

"And what exactly is this vine persons motive? Why does he want to do this.."

"To help overpopulation apparently."

"So, right idea, wrong execution?"

"I think wrong execution is an understatement."
I let out a small laugh in agreement.

The time passed, William spent some time talking to each other but the day was about to end which we were all sent back to the room.

I were sitting on my bed, all alone. The others being chatty with each other, I could almost hear every conversation but couldn't put the words together.

"Hey." Dinger softly said.

"Yo." I said.

"Look what I saw in Danny's bag!" Dinger said even softer.

I gave him a confused look as to just tell me.

He pulled out a familiar looking can. It was whipping cream. He took of the plastic red cap and there was the dispenser that always got me confused on how to use it as a child.

"Whip cream? And you stole from Danny's bag!?" I whisper shouted at him.

"It's not a big deal! Want me to spray you?" He asks, his finger already ready to dispense it. I looked around and then nodded.

"Be quiet though." I warned him.

"I will." I tilted my head and he angled the whip cream bottle to my mouth. As quiet, or I thought he was gonna try be quiet, it still was super loud. I could feel the stares at us. I tapped Dingers forearm letting him know that I'm done and there was enough but he kept going. I kept tapping multiple times but he just giggled as he kept filling my mouth. I put my head back down and coughed, which some of it flew out of my mouth and onto Dingers face. I couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably. Dingers face was a numb expression as he sat there looking at me. I got nervous and ran to where Jim was, Dinger running fast behind me. He mimicked my every move, when I moved to the right of Jim, he did the same. I was behind Jim whilst he was in the front.