"Oh! It's a letter from my loyal friend" She taunted as she opened it. "Oh wow." She said and turned to face us. "We're invited to the table one mustn't speak of." Fischl explained
"What table?" I asked
She pointed at the popular kids table.
"Wha- how why?" I asked
"I may or may not have told them about you and razor" she said looking down.
"What?!" I exclaimed
"We're bullied enough! Can't you see?!"
"Yes I know but-." She stammered
I scoffed "you can go to there table I don't want to."
She silently picked up her tray and
joined the other table.
