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PERSONA Chapter 12
- CLANDESTINE INCORPORATED - TUESDAY - 1:00 P.M. -
Not far away from where Neyo was, Eve stared at the massive hallway connected to all the main buildings.
Not a single expression could be seen from her face but if you observed her carefully, you will see her tall yet thin body.. shivering.
She was now going to enter the hallway where tons of memories are being forced on her head, giving her a very painful headache.
Her previous cheerful and casual friendly expression earlier changed drastically. She now seemed dangerous and frightening, her face dark and her eyes screamed murder.
Every time she feels the barrier at the hallway, she turns psycho which was why she did not want to have anyone with her entering it.
She opened her wristband and stared at her bloody crown tattoo.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Inhale.
Exhale.
She clenched her fists and showed a rare expression on her face; self-depreciation.
She closed her eyes and calmed down. She opened her eyes after a few minutes and whispered "I'm back"
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"A-anna, what are you doing?" Peter asked Anna who was currently stirring at a pot on the kitchen, his right hand covering his nose and his expression, obviously shows that he is very uncomfortable
No matter how beautiful and ethereal this brown haired, brown eyed girl looks like to other, to them, it seemed more like she was a witch who's making a magic potion in the kitchen.
Not to mention the house now reeks of burnt food.
Goodness gracious, at least let them breathe some fresh air!
"I think the new member of our team has already arrived in Clandestine, so I wanted to do something that would make her feel welcomed in our dormitory to ease the awkwardness of having to get along with some strangers so suddenly" she happily said and added, "Like a welcoming party or something! Yeah, that's a great idea! Let's give her a welcome party when she arrives!"
Just smelling the burnt food and looking at Anna's pot that looked like black goo, Peter's eyes twitched from resistance and his body shivered from just imagining how it tastes. He looked at Stan; showing his puppy blue eyes and red pout-y lips. It was not that hard to see that he was terrified of Anna's cooking abilities.
Well, that's not an exaggeration. After all, its always these three guys were the only ones who were able to receive the honor of tasting Anna's delicacies. Timothy can be honest about the taste; after all, there's no helping it if this guy wanted to say something, even if almost all of the words that are going out of his mouth are full of brutality. So Anna can accept it leisurely. But with Peter and Stan, they had to clench their teeth and act like it was delicious, whilst Anna would sulk for weeks.
Seeing Peter's pleading eyes, Stan glanced away acting invisible thinking 'It's important to think about my own survival first before others. Sorry, Pete'
As if reading his thoughts, Peter breathed heavily feeling unbelievable and betrayed and hesitatingly said, "I think.. its not a good idea to cook for the new student, Anna" causing Anna to turn of the stove and turn back to look at them "And why is that?"
Seeing Anna's smiling face, Peter opened his mouth and almost wanted to tell the truth that when the new student comes and sees her food, the new student might want to change dormitories. But when he saw a glint of coldness in Anna's brown eyes that literally screamed 'I-DARE-YOU-TO-SAY-SOMETHING-RUDE', he immediately swallowed what he was going to say and turned to Timothy like a surrendering cub scolded by his fierce mom.
'We can only depend on you now, Tim!'
Timothy, on the other hand, although he can stand the taste of Anna's cooking, thinking about the new student's sake, he sighed and said, "We still don't know what the new student likes to eat, Anna. She might be allergic to certain kinds of food and spices or maybe, she has already eaten" Stan and Peter roughly nodded their heads as affirmation and support
"So how about you just buy some snacks or deserts?" Timothy added and when he saw Anna deep in thought, he pursed his lips as he thought 'Come on, Anna. You don't possibly want to poison the new student on her very first day in Clandestine, right? Give her a break'
After a whole minute, Anna finally nodded and said, "Hmm. Okay" and began to fix the kitchen afterwards
'Thank god she's so naive!' - they all thought at the same time
Peter immediately raised his hands and shouted to celebrate without any noise. He seemed like a psycho.
Stan pursed his lips to stop himself from laughing while Timothy only sighed out of relief.
"Tim's a gentleman, alright! Good job, good job!" Stan said as he slapped Timothy on the shoulder lightly causing the latter to chuckle faintly
It actually seemed like they just survived a foretold disaster.
Not noticing their exaggerated reactions, Anna said, "So let's go!" with a very beautiful smile gracing her peerless and smooth white face
The trio: "............." 'Excuse me?'
Peter: "What 'let's go?' What do you mean?"
"We are going to the shopping district! Since we are welcoming a new member of our family, it is only proper that all of us will buy something for her! So let's go!" Anna shouted as she skipped her way out of the dorm, leaving the guys speechless
If there is one thing that these guys have in common: it was that their house was their fortress; literally, nothing can make them come out except for classes, school events, and a few special occasions.
Going out of the house was seen as such a pain in their plump asses. Not to mention, when Anna goes to the shopping district, she just can not control herself! She always buys so much things that she believes has so much value! This is Clandestine, of course everything has so much value here!
People - specially these children born from noble families, they have a lot of affection for people or things with high value. Anna, was certainly not an exception to it.
The three pair of eyes looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
"Tsk. It's Tim's fault. My precious free time's going to be a shopping spree!" Peter said and immediately followed Anna
Following behind him was Stan who just laughed his head off.
Timothy: "So it's my fault now?"
