03 : and he said children are the devil's advocate.
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Ezra recited all the profanities and maledictions she's ever learned out loud, directing all of them towards her so-called best friend, Serenity. The said blonde promised the brunette that she'd still be able to make it to the café despite being late, therefore Ezra held on to her words and carried on with the preparations. That is, until Serenity decided to call Ezra and sheepishly tell the latter that something came up and maybe she won't be able to make it, after all.
Ezra was already done buying the groceries when the blonde called, so now, she's gleefully spending her remaining free time debating with herself if she'd still go to the café or just head straight home along with the groceries.
As of now, the latter sounds very appealing.
There was a huge balcony in the northern part of the second floor of the mall. Ezra loved to spend her time there after shopping, partly to rest and partly because the outdoor garden on the first floor was directly below the said balcony, giving whoever was up there a clear view of the people below; the said people being Ezra's new neighbors and their friend.
Ezra eyed the three, observing and appreciating their show of appearances and attitudes. Kid Clementine's figure was already embedded into her memories, but the other two remained foreign to her eyes.
She knew she met one of the two yesterday, since that's how she found out about Kid's name. He had faded brown hair, curly, with long bangs. It was almost covering his eyes, but she can still vaguely see the jet-black orbs underneath. The said brunette was another one of her new neighbors.
On the other hand, this was the first time she laid her eyes on the third male. His hair was straightened and unbelievably long, surprisingly reaching his back. Just like Kid, he had obsidian-colored hair. But her eyes were the same color as Ezra's; a clear shade of sapphire.
The idiotic combination of the three was enough to entertain the still pondering lady.
"Chastille, stop stealing ice creams from kids!" She faintly heard the brunette male shouting. He was throwing a menacing glare towards the blue-eyed male whose name turned out to be Chastille.
Somehow, Ezra thought of him as someone worse than Kid. She thought that if he truly was stealing candies from kids, then he's nothing but an evil incarnate. Especially with him grinning like a Cheshire cat, obviously not giving a damn about the poor children he stole from.
"They're just wasting these, anyways. They'd take a bite, then get distracted, then leave these ice creams to melt on the ground. I'm helping the gardeners by reducing their jobs."
Ah, yes. Pure evil.
"That is not the fucking point," spat Shin, his voice laced with a ravenous tone. Obviously, he was already done with the two's antics. "And Kid, stop tugging the hem of my shirt like a damn kid. Do not live up to your name, for Pete's sake!"
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RomanceCOMPLETED | "And under the moonlit café, along with the selcouth hymns, the outcast found a place to call home." When her landlord managed to get rid of the troublesome pair she had as her neighbors, Ezra felt like she was ascending to a new world t...