Have you ever made a decision that you would dearly regret in the future?
Have you ever faced the consequences of such actions?
Well I have, and I have been given another chance to change that decision...
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"Hey are you okay? Are you crying?"
Lookin...
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Magnolia was walking down the sidewalk, leaving the recent cosmetic shop she had recently bought some items from. Her eyes down as she was calculating the budget she had left until next pay from her mother.
She would work a few days at the shop while her mother took time to look after the toddlers. She had recently hired a new employee for the front counter, but even then that new hire had to attend college for some days of the week.
That new hire ended up being Usagi's older sister. Viro Kumachi.
She was looking for a part-time to earn some money and help pay for some bills along the way, and ended up winging a gig at the Sunflower's Bay. All courtesy to her younger sister's connections to the boss' eldest daughter.
Magnolia on her way home and dialed Emma's number.
'Bzzt—! Bzzt—!'
'Hello? This is Sano Emma!'
Magnolia placed the phone between her ear and shoulder as she rummaged through her bags, "Hey Em-Chan, it's me Magnolia."
'OMYGAWD—! Hey Nolia! I haven't seen you in a hot bit! Your barely at practice anymore these days! Is that barbaric gang, my brother made, keeping you busy?'
Magnolia snorted at her instant English accent, "No. I've been fine. Crazy antics, here and there."
'That's good~! So what'd you call me for? Need some help with anything?'
"No I was just wondering if you wanted to come over and have a spa day with me and few others. Maybe even call the guys with long hair."Magnolia hunted with a cheeky grin, her mind already envisioning the sight of the blonde's flush cheeks.
'A spa day!? With you and a few guys!? Is Usagi coming over? I need to ask for her hair regime, it's looks so fluffy even after a fight with the dudes.'
Magnolia pulled out a brush that was used for tender headed individuals, specifically called a 'wet brush', "That'll happen without saying. We might as well paint the guys' fingernails"
Emma squealed over the line, the sound of rushing and scurrying feet was heard as she said, 'I got the nail polish covered~! I'll ask Mikey to drop me off in a bit! Need anything else?'
Magnolia was gonna answer but her shoulder was harshly rammed into as she turned around the corner. The unfortunate figure ended up being a middle schooler senior of her's. He fell back and glared up at her.
Magnolia had accidentally dropped a bag or two while trying to catch her phone.
"Oi—! Watch where your going!"
His entourage started helping him up while adding a few disgruntled sneers her way.
