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Fern's POV

I peek outside of bathroom's window that I am hiding in, and I see Roberto looking for me frantically outside. I chuckle at his antics, and carefully tiptoe back to one of the stalls inside the comfort room. 

I quickly open the door to the stall and shut it with brute strength. I know it wasn't necessary but hey, I love announcing that I have entered this stall. I will shit here and no one will disturb me.

But I'm not planning on doing that right now.

'Eugh, everything smells inside here.' I thought to myself.

Without any more words, I quickly change into my other outfit. Which is a cute blue dress and some cute ass shoes to match it with. I untie my shoulder-length blond hair, and make it flow perfectly behind my back. My hair isn't that long and it isn't that short either. Dad was very against me dye-ing my hair and making it grow this long, but I don't give a damn about what he thinks.

Clothes and hairstyles don't have any genders after all, right?

I go outside of the stall and put my bag near the sink of the comfort room. I rummage through it and find my make-up set. I proceed to put make-up on myself, and I'm pretty damn good at putting make-up on myself.

A few minutes later, I'm finished putting my make-up. I smile contently at my reflection and begin giggling to myself. If I'm another person and I see myself, I honestly would've fallen in love at first sight.

"Mom, are you proud of me now? Look at your son, he's so beautiful." I said as I caressed the mirror dramatically.

"Sonny, I don't think your mom would be proud of you if she saw you molesting that mirror." An old woman's voice suddenly piped up.

I scream out loud and use the concealer tube as a weapon at her, I point it at her menacingly as she laughed back my expression.

"You scared me!! What is wrong with you?!?!" I yelled at her.

"Tsk, tsk. So rude. I'm simply an old woman trying to do her business. Or would you like to know what kind of business I'm doing inside this comfort room? Hm?" She snickered.

I blush and look down, "I apologize."

"It's alright, sonny. You look amazing by the way." She waved her hand off, and walks to the nearest stall to do her business.

I exhale out a lot of air that I realize I'm holding in and thank her. I clean everything up, and oddly enough.. I start hearing strange farting noises. I quickly exit the comfort room before hearing any more weird noises.

"God speed, old lady. I hope you conquer your business." I muttered quietly outside the comfort room.

The sky is becoming darker, dark clouds are everywhere but that doesn't stop people from going to their destinations. It saddens me that most people are too busy to see what's around them. Every beautiful little thing will go to waste, y'know?

I walk silently and conform with the rest. I don't have a direction in mind, I just want to be away from the family's corporation and away from my dad. This was so Mary Sue.

'I feel bad for Roberto..' I made a mental note to get something for him as an apology gift while I'm out here frolicking about.

Droplets of rain suddenly comes down from the sky. People start cursing at the sky, and proceed to take shelter from stores and cafes nearby. I take out my blue umbrella and use it. I don't really mind getting wet, I love the rain very much. I smile to myself again and start skipping in the rain.