A gentle voice echoed through the parking lot, causing Gloria, Collins, and Maxwell to turn their heads toward its direction. A lady in an official dress approached us from the other end. It was Jessica, the receptionist from earlier. “Yes, yes, I almost forgot, what do you think about it, Miss Muggins?” Yaw asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. They all turned to look at me, probably anticipating my response. Their eager gazes met mine and for some seconds, I couldn't think straight, but I was too tired and only wanted to go home and sleep. “Ouuu… I’m so sorry, can we make it tomorrow? I have some stuff to take care of at home,” I replied, avoiding their disappointed stares. “Alright, no problem, tomorrow it is then.” Maxwell, the only one who seemed aged and mature among us, responded. “Alright miss, have a nice evening then,” Gloria said.“See you tomorrow, see you tomorrow,” we all said to each other as we bid ourselves goodbye before dispersing to board our various ride
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