"What do you mean?" Miza asked, tilting her head to one side in confusion. Clausia fiddled with her fingers.
"Its just that...my music band needs me. I'm the lead and main singer, and as you know, I am the only one that can sing tremendously high-pitched notes. Without me, they can't even sing a single song. That's why, I can't just leave them behind like that."
Miza clicked her tongue irritably. "So you rather be a hamster than go to a safe place?"
Clausia bit her lip. "I... don't know. But if it really is a must to do so, then at least let me have a last performance. This performance is held tomorrow. It's, how do I put it, special. Our beloved drummer is leaving for London tonight, never coming back here again. Tomorrow is the last performance we're having with her. Not only that, judges will be here to see if we're able to hold a public live performance in October. This performance--I cannot miss out."
Miza didn't look too convinced, but she eventually gave in."Fine. But since this is going to be a big event, there is a chance researchers may come and nab you too. Me and my comrades will be watching. If you find something amiss, report to us immediately. It'll be the best time to beat them up for all the trouble and sufferings they had done to us."
Clausia nodded slowly, feelimg anxious. Heck no would she want to bump into one, let alone a whole lot of them.
Clausia was about to head back to her hospital room, when a nurse came rushing to her."Miss Clausia, you have been discharged! A girl with navy blue hair suddenly appeared in front of us at the counter out of nowhere, and demanded for you to be discharged." Her face looked slightly pale, showing that she was telling the truth.
"Whoopie-doop,"Clausia muttered under her breath. She kinda knew what was her power already.
Clausia, with nothing else to do, entered Miza's brother's room. It was quiet, and he was still on the bed, gobbling his lunch as if he hadn't eaten for days. He turned his head up.
"Hey, you're here. So, um, good luck on your performance." He talked through a muffled voice with all the food in his mouth.
"Thanks." Honestly, Clausia didn't really know if she will have any luck on this.
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The Cursed Gift
AcakClausia thought that she was the only one to have this so called special power for her singing career. But then she was wrong. Her life turns upside down when this special gift of hers turns cursed and destiny twists her whole life. Now, fate wounds...
