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
Days had passed since then; Blanche tried her best to train Rachmaninoff and brief him to at least a glimpse of what’s happening in her life.On an abandoned warehouse that manufactured pork and meat not long ago, Rat was the one who found the place, said he worked in that place for a while before he found a much higher wage range in a day. He said that the owner went bankrupt and one time a loan shark visited him on the warehouse and swore to gouge his eyeballs if he didn’t pay his debts in the month they set, no other employees wanted to stay with him after that and the month they stipulated came and three men didn’t hesitate to gouge his eyeballs even after he cried and scream when he’s still alive.Because of that story, no one wanted to rent this place after, it went abandoned because people believe the soul of the dead owner haunts this place.Blanche sighed and pinched the bri
Slidell has been pacing back and forth, trying to make sense of his thoughts but ended up with a headache instead.Did he get himself a date?Did the star make his wish come true?Was the tradition true?He has a lot going on in his mind when Blanche barged in into his house without any warning.Did she call first?Why did she know where he lives in the first place?Slidell has a theory that Blanche was not an ordinary human being. She used a fake name, was she forced to change her name? Kinda like how strippers in brothels get their name like 'rose'? But she doesn't look like a stripper, she looked more like a runway model than that, was there any other people who use fake names nowadays?No, no one, because then you'll get caught by the FBI. Perhaps, she has a connection with the FBI.Yes. That's the only reason Slidell can think so he gave her the can of beer
"Moss this is Rat, a rat, Rat this is Moss, an old man." Blanche saw how Rat's expression get crumpled as she instructed them to shake hands."What a way to introduced me," Rat mumbled under his breath as he shook his hand with Moss who smiled and diligently accepted whatever Blanche introduced him to.Rat never left Blanche's side even though the manager of the coffee shop was eyeing him, giving him the certainty that every second he spent slacking off will be deduced two-folds on his wage.But fear not, Rat's confident with Blanche that she's a type of girl who take a swear with her words. If he's deducted double on his salary, Blanche would pay him triple than that.Because as what Rat observed, she's uncomfortable with the sudden visit of the old man called Moss, her shoulder was tensed and she keeps on putting her hands together under the table. Rat could also sense how her mood shifted from being sarcastic to sweet.&nbs
"If you're going to take your girlfriend to a date, where would it be?"Ace raised his head from the book he's reading to face Slidell.It's all about having a dragon as a pet, he heard Slidell's question, but he's on the part where the dragon caught a robber sneaking in the house, and so he weighed their importance for a moment before taking the time of turning the page to read what's next.Slidell threw a cushion at him, they’re in the living area of his flat, and Ace was sitting on the seat Blanche sat in the morning, with his two feet placed on the coffee table and his nose buried in the book that he found on Slidell's shelf."What?!" Ace caught the blue square cushion that was thrown with just one hand."Who's the girlfriend your referring to?" He closed the book and sat just what Slidell want him to do, he settled forward and put placed his arm on his knee and touch his chin, giving his full attention
“We only have limited time, are you ready?” Blanche repeated with worry in her voice. Rat’s slicing onions with a butcher’s knife with such mastery and skill, and as if he didn’t heard Blanche from the second time, he turned on the stove and sauté his chopped onions and minced garlic in a pan. The yummy smell didn’t take too long for the whole room to take.“Rachmaninoff.”Rat stopped and watched the spatula fall from his grip. “Blanche.”Blanche crossed her arms and rested the side of her body on the door frame. “Oh, so now we’re saying each other’s name.”Rat turned to the fridge and Blanche heavily sighed. Blanche became worried as soon as she gave him a suitcase full of money the other day on the abandoned building.“This is going to be your payment, you could take i