(22) Licked The Taste Of Death

"What... What are you wearing?"

Charlie swayed his hips and flipped his imaginary long hair, "It suits me, huh?"

"......." I remained silent as I fixed the papers on my desk. "Seriously Charles, what are you wearing?"

He chuckled before fixing his skirt, "A fairy suit."

"I... I get that." I stomped the pack of papers, "But... why?" I whispered, still not getting the fact on why he's wearing something girly.

"You see, Vanch." He struts towards me and twirled on his tiptoes, sprinkling silver dust around. "I'm going to be sharing the magic and earning money!" Then he winked at me, "I'm hitting two birds with one stone."

I frowned, other than the fact that he is currently making a mess in my office, but also for the fact that he's working for her.

While I work for my self and family, he always works for her; risking his life and his ego for her. -And here I thought he moved on

"Did Beth hired you?" I scoffed, crossing my arms.

"Nope." He strutted towards the door and turned around. "You