A melancholy over a stolen memory

Agatha couldn't talk for a minute. Her nose wrinkled when she started weighing the pros and cons.

Would it be okay for her to allow this? Wouldn't she become a domineering boss in the other party's if she suddenly added a person in the payroll? Was a boss okay to act like that?

In the end, Agatha surrendered and promised to ask their bald manager to accept this female puppy as another waitress once they returned to the city. The ownership of the business had now been placed under her name anyway. As she looked at Amanda who was cheerfully singing in the cab, it was like the reddish rim from before was just an illusion. She wondered if Misty was this helpless when dealing with her before. The mature one always has to surrender. The childish one can freely run the world.

The taxi dropped them off in front of Afloat Town's municipal building. Amanda held her hand nervously as they walked in. She was faintly trembling, Agatha could feel it. So she flashed her a reassuring smile but not b