Gulliver Area 1, House K, Room 2
Greg was upstairs, lights off, fast asleep. He was snoring, sealed tight in his blanket, while the world around him felt like it was crumbling into rubble.
Suddenly, the sound of a TV echoed in his head — an interview between a presenter and a woman. They exchanged opinions on clashing ideals. At first, he thought it was just a dream, but the louder it grew, the clearer it beca: this was real.
He sat up, long hair ssy, and slowly descended the stairs.
Is it the boys? No — they wouldn’t make that much noise. Maybe Bray and Alexander, sure... but Jamie would never let them. As Greg got closer to the stairway, light spilled across the corridor, crunching sounds filling the air with a wave of mana .
All those signs pointed to one person he knew far too well.
"Shit. Not her again!"
He rushed forward, abandoning stealth for a head-on approach.
"Did you have to make it that loud?" he snapped, stomping down the stairs.
"Bought you a TV. Wanted to try it out," she replied.
"There’s one at headquarters. Why co here?"
"I know, but sotis it’s good to change the scenery, you know?" she said lightly.
Greg took a deep breath, his hand resting on the white flat-screen TV, swallowing back the retort that almost left his mouth.
"How did the captain even allow you to co at this hour?" he demanded.
"Easy. He didn’t," she said, still chewing popcorn from a red paper bag.
"If he hears you’re here, you’ll be in trouble!"
"Leave him to . Change back. Blow off so steam," she said, tapping the empty seat beside her.
Greg barely looked at her, sleep still clinging to his eyes.
"You’ll go if I sit, right?" he bargained.
She nodded.
"Huh..." He gasped.
Beep. Beep.
His system screen appeared. This ti, only he could see it.
[Deactivate Special Skill > Face warp Yellow Sun
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