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after giving it a bit of thought, you decided to visit fatui inc. well not actually visit it, that'd be far too risky and you promised childe you'd stay away.
however, you did decide to visit the department he worked at. which was technically still at fatui inc, but you swore you'd stay at a safe distance.
it couldn't possibly be that bad if you remained cautious at all times, right?
you could just pretend to work there or something. though that wasn't necessary, since you weren't going to go anywhere near it regardless.
columbina had previously given you the address to where he worked when she and sandrone pretended to be childe.
so you were able to find out exactly where the location was, with the help of google of course.
this wasn't an irrational thing to do, right? you were just simply curious about what fatui inc actually appeared like. more so after talking to childe's mother yesterday.
however once you got there, it seemed like a normal building to you. a few people were entering and leaving, some were chatting outside, many cars were parked nearby, it was typical company stuff.
you didn't know what you were expecting but it definitely wasn't this. how could a mafia look so normal?
they really did a good job putting on a disguise, it was kind of unsettling to be fairly honest.
nonetheless, you saw what you wanted to, so it was time to go now.
you turned around to leave, before two others appeared from behind you.
feeling startled, you jumped back. weird, they weren't there before. "can i help you?" you asked, acting as casual about it as possible.
one was a lady, while the other was a man. the lady was blonde and the man was a brunette. they looked normal enough.
until, they actually began talking.
"who might you be?" the lady asked in return, a small grin creeping up on her face.
you heaved a sigh, internally regretting everything. "i work here, why?"
"really?" the man replied next, "can we see your identification card then?"
fuck. you had officially messed up. while holding back a facepalm, you flashed the two a nervous look, not saying anything. lying would be redundant at this point.
the man tilted his head, "no answer? it seems we have an intruder," he looked over to the blonde, who continued grinning eerily.
"i wasn't intruding. i was just walking by," you clarified, while attempting to walk past them.
the man extended his arm, stopping you. "why are you in such a hurry?"
you furrowed your eyebrows, then recalled this place was technically a mafia's headquarters. ah shit.
