The Landlord

twenty eight - chowly

They walked on the hallway on the way to the Chief's office. Larissa starts to remember how she started as a trainee to becoming a real agent. She remembers every sacrifices that she did just to be able to reach her dream job. She remembers how her father would shower her love through his painting by making an illustration of her being a secret agent. It was their dream and she did everything to be able to achieve it. She remembers everything.

"Nothing changed" she wondered.

"Because in here, everything will remain as it is. No matter how many years had passed and how many years will come, WLH will be the same. It's our home...." Carol said as they go in a coded door before entering another hallway again, "I remember during our first time in here as a trainee. We were tasked to figure out how we can exit this hallway...we almost died because of the lazer but you led and we were able to succeed the challenge. You're a great leader."

"But you still got the Inspector rank." she chuckled.

"You were better than me...I am aware of that and I will not debunk that. You deserve the position more." Carol said with a sigh.

"That's enough...we are both older now. Nothing to compete about."

"I'm sorry if you ever felt that your capabilities are not enough because of me." Carol held her hand but she quickly removed it after a second. "Do you want to speak?" she asked referring to the door mic. "Actually, are you ready to face her? You seem uneasy...what's wrong, dear?" Carol asked in a row.

"It's fine. I'm fine." she answered right away.

"Do you miss Aliyah?"

"I'm just worried for her. I trust Abby, I know she would check on her—I'm...I've—Okay, it's still different if it's me. I always got my eye on her." she took a heavy sigh after responding.

Carol crossed her arms as she lets out a chortle, "My question is just answerable by a yes or no. That's the longest representative answer for a 'yes'."

"Of course I miss her. Even just a single night that I'm not with her feels like a torture of Satan. She's so adorable—sorry, I can't help it. I'm just really worried, just worried." she tries to focus more.

Carol tried her best not to laugh but she didn't see it coming, "I'm sorry! I'm not laughing at you! It's just obvious that you're inlove. Come on, let's have a drink first to lessen your—whatever you are feeling. Lady Mir can wait, she would understand." They went back to Carol's office and they grabbed a drink. "What will I call you? Brienne? Larissa? I don't like to offend you."

"Anything except Gwen." she answered while she taste the wine that Carol offered her, "This is different, but delicious."

"If you like it, I'll give you a box when you get back. Anyway, seeing you dresssed as Brienne right now is just really remarkable. After all these years, you still maintained Brienne's charm." Carol complimented, "But I would like to call you Larissa tonight, is that forgivable?"

"That's okay"

"Tell me more" Carol placed both of her hands on the table indicating that she is interested in listening.

"About what?"

"About her...what does she like doing?"

Larissa's grin automatically got out on her face, "Umm...she's really into arts. She likes listening especially to Brienne, yet sometimes she'd be a stubborn child especially when she's grumpy. I've mentioned before, I can see her almost knocking on my door. There are a lot of moments wherein she would call me in my door mic and I wasn't there since I'm busy being Brienne. I remember, that was her second day as my tenant and she went infront of my office to ask me if what would I like to eat because she's gonna grab a lunch. I mean, with those small things, she remembers me. I heard that in my records during the night and I wasn't able to sleep just because of that simple thought of hers. She's the most adorable and she has the most softest heart ever. I was mean to her eversince she came but she can't conceal her real personality. There are so many countless moments wherein I would just listen to my records of her looking for me in the door mic. There's one time when she was calling me, I find it cute so I didn't open the door immediately. She's so cute when she's annoyed so I let her in only when she addressed herself as 'Miss Beishchel'. That's my signal that she's not happy anymore. She makes my knees so weak yet she straightens me too... The night when I called you and I told her to stop everything that we have, I know I am going to be okay because I will find a way to bring her back in my arms. You know me, I would do anything. So I have a relief for myself because I know I'll bring her back to me. We are meant for each other so it will happen no matter what...I'm aware of that but Aya? She isn't. I was so worried for her because I know that there will be chances that she might fall for someone else...and that would be the death of me.."