''IT WAS TIME TO FACE HER PAST.'
𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗦𝗔 𝗕𝗬𝗘𝗥𝗦 is the definition of an independent woman. Graduating with high hoanouriates, she was the first in her family to open her own business after completing college. A fashion boutique. In a shor...
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Warning; Bathroom make-out.
The last place Melissa expected to go back to is her store. It would be the first mistake, knowing those agents would search and vacate those who are inside, she would have made. If it wasn't for a sign which read 'Closed'. Melissa prepared, braced, herself to get physical but she lets out a startled 'woah' stunned. Lost for words when Amanda had a detached arm, off one of the exhibit display mannequins, raised.
" Woah. Mandy! It's just me! Cool off."
Relief rushes on her face, tossing the hollowed out arm. " Kat! It's just Mel."
Mandy calls for her friend, and Katherine came out of her hiding spot from a metal filing cabinet. " You wouldn't believe the shit we saw, after going after that little bitch who defaced your store. Freaky men in suits came 'round looking for the boys. Saying they were in some sorta danger." Mandy describes flailing around her hands. Katherine hugs Milly, head shaking. Milly scouted her store, fabrics and thousands dollars worth of clothes dismantled in pieces.
" It was strange, Mel. I knew one of those guys from the paper. Martin Brenner. He was here, wanting to know your location, but we lied saying you were out of town. They did .. well.. they did all of this." Kat, bitter, leaned her arm on an exterior wall. Amanda became alerted to a pitch-black, tinted window, unregistered car from before rolling down the street.
" Shit. We need to leave out the back. They're here, again. I have a sense they knew we bullshit'ed em."
It was not long before for Mel, Kat, and Mandy escape to an alley which connected to her store and all the girls start panting for breathes in.
Successfully losing track of the agents, she is sure would have brought all in for questioning.
Amanda strikes a Coca-Cola can using her shoe. It bounces back off the bricks. " These bastards. I swear to god, I'm personally gonna kill em." She vents her frustration, wringing her hands, weaving her fingertips in her straight hair. " We can't stay here. It's not safe. I know where to find Dustin and Lucas. Well.. it's more a guess, but I have a good idea how we can get to them."
