Blanche open the double doors and was welcomed by elegant people drinking champagne in a wine glass, in suits and sparkly gowns as they talked to each other in groups. She's intimidated to step up and joined them. Did she enter the right room? Yes, she's sure that this was the place, everybody, frequent when there's an event or announcement like when Blanche was promoted as specials and challenged her luck to them.
And ended up losing.
Blanche could still smell the blood of Astolfo lingering, dancing in her nose, seeping on her fingernails, staining the palm of her hands.
Slidell fell on his back from the cushion they lay with a thud. He closed his eyes and felt the impact of the fall starting from his spine.Why did no one hold it?!Misha heard a thud against all the people who gasp and ran towards the man that fell. She ran a hand no her hair and step back, not even bothering to see who's the man.When she turned her back to the Christmas tree she heard someone yell. "Angel!"Her heart dropped from its ribcage, she felt a single sharp pound that traveled through her body, there's only one person who called her angel.She slowly turned and found the guy in a big black parka standing in front of her, showing his straight white teeth. The people started to surround them. Misha pointed at herself. "Me?"The guy chuckled and closed the distance between them, the people's eyes were still on them and the hotel employees wondered how to put such a safety cushion bac
"My, my, my favorite child is here."A woman dressed in a black gown stepped out from the crowd and touched Blanche's left cheek with an acrylic manicure. It was in the shade of red same with her lips, she's the only one wearing such seductive and bold design, her smell of some red roses that bloom together in a field on the night masqueraded the whole winter and Blanche held her breath when her cold touch brush her cheeks.It's the touch that can bring tears to your eyes. It's the kind of touch that once you feel even the tip of her long fingernails, it can graze your skin with sins of what you did in the past. It can make you realize that what you're doing for so long, and what you're trying to cling to live was all wrong. And that, the only thing you can do was freeze at your place because even if you open your mouth and tears cascaded on your cheeks, no words would come, it's like she held your throat all of a sudden and she'll dive on your inside
The only thing you can hear at Slidell's kitchen was the slices of bacon sizzling on a pan, and the rice cooker that turned warm."Don't you know any other food to cook for breakfast?" Ace hissed as he opened the rice cooker and steam rose to his disheveled bed hair.Slidell crinkled his nose, the delicious smell of bacon was starting to dwell in the whole kitchen. "If you don't want what I'm cooking then get out of my place."He was wearing his animated pajamas and his varsity sleeveless shirt that has the number 24 on it, compared to what Ace wore, a cream-colored cotton short sleeve with a Chinese collar and grey boxer briefs, his was more descent, it just differs from their bed hair.Ace has more charisma, Slidell got it, and his hair that was frosted with gel and he forgot to wash it before he got to bed last night made him a loser.He reached for a tray of eggs on the fridge and crack it open with one hand, he le
-Misha ran to Blanche after she opened the door."Where the hell did you go?"Blanche walked passed her, ignoring her question and removing her boots. She was supposed to walk straight to her room, but then she noticed the black invitation on the center table."I know where did you go, in hell right?" Misha who turned up to her side smiled from ear to ear, her eyes forming a line.Blanche snorted. "That doesn't fit you," she said and sat on the couch in front of the invitation.Misha snickered, rolled her eyes, crossed her arms, and also sat on the couch."I talked with the devil," Blanche started, she straightened her back and look at the invitation that has dents and was slightly crumpled on its lead.Misha licked her lips. There's a distinct way that the devil uses to call her child, each one's different from the other, sometimes she calls them by giving a secret messa
Blanche hasn't had another conversation with Misha after that, and she doesn't have any idea what the organization was up to after that talk with the devil.They haven't done anything bizarre or put anyone in harm's way, so maybe they did take a break after what they did to Astolfo.Although Blanche couldn't put her guard down completely, she took her time picking which fresh cabbage to choose in the supermarket.The one on her left hand has more weight but the other was more rubbery and firm. She tried to search for other more on the tray but she saw nothing that caught her eyes more than the two.If only there's something that can know which is the better cabbage, she sighed and pushed the shopping cart forward, taking both of them.Thanks to Ace, she learned how to go to a supermarket, she found peace in putting things on her cart and walking with the sound of the shopping cart in front, now, she's looking at
Blanche's leg was getting tired, she sat on her left leg for a comfortable sitting, and it's just perfect because of her black maxi dress, it seemed like her foot was nowhere in sight under her skirt."Wait, are you telling me that you're planning to infiltrate your organization?" Slidell said as if her explanation wasn't clear to him."Your organization?" he repeated, with a mocking tone.Blanche gave a nod. "Why? Are you belittling me? Don't you think I can't do that?"Blanche couldn't say it to Misha, because they're not on speaking terms, Astolfo died, Penelope slapped her, Ainé's a bad girl, Farah's mad, Ace hasn't shown up to her, she could only come to Slidell."Wait, don't you think this is too much for me? You're talking about an agent right? You're a spy."Blanche gave him a look. "Yes."Slidell exhaled an exasperated sigh. "See? I'm just a normal city boy
Rat went to feed his chickens, he didn't come with Blanche, so she followed him. “Why can’t you come with me?!” Blanche asked in an annoyed tone as she tried to pace with his stride. Rat stopped almost hitting Blanche behind, he faced her and pointed her with his hand holding a container of chicken feeds. “Because I can’t trust a person I failed to rob and is now being nice to me and offering me a job.” Blanche rolled her eyes, she took the chicken feeds away from him and pour it all to the ground, ten chickens and roosters ran to the feet as they tried to pick on the feeds. “What did you do?!” But Blanche didn’t let him do his ramblings and put both her hands on his shoulders. “Listen to me, Rat, didn’t you say you needed a job? I’m also like you, in some angles, my job is being taken away from me because they see me as incompetent now. it feels like I lose all the qualities they’re finding and not only that,
"What do I need to do to be in your team?"Blanche shrugged. "It's not really a team, I'm recruiting you first, I haven't asked the others."Blanche has a plan in her mind, though it’s better to term it as a shaky plan. She hasn't had a concrete plan in her mind, or much to say she doesn't want to think of a concrete plan in her mind.Because she believed that Hent's awoken by the organization, but she still doesn't open her eyes, that's the signal she found when she's walking down the street after going to Slidell's flat.She sat on the bench and Hent's starting to flood her mind but she felt cold and sharp metal on the side of her stomach, and that's Rat's knife.She knew because it was the same knife she bought from him.It's a small unexpected snap that came from Blanche’s brain, she doesn't know where it was exactly located but it's clear that something was planted insi