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  ❝𝓘 donno... maybe like, a ghost or something,❞ Alex added with a shrug as she pulled into the McDonald's and then proceeded to find a parking space. Relatively close to the front door in case they needed to get out quickly. Being involved with the strange and unusual, making hasty exits wasn't uncommon. Turning off the car and unbuckling her belt, she reached to the back seat to grab a small purse. ❝How long do you think until Mom calls my phone?❞

"I bet you'd be like a Casper ghost~" Spoken with a smirk.

Naruto x Witch Hat Atelier

✨️ OFFICE SIREN ✨️

Android 18 / Kienzan

  ❝𝓗ave you ever had someone go for hours? Damn. What a life they must live.❞ Then again, this was the only thing that she had going for her at the moment, finally being out of prison, she actually didn't have anything on her to-do list. So, a stranger wanting to play games? What was the harm in that? She wasn't too bothered by much of anything anymore. Rather numb to the world. ❝Must be nice to just play games, find people to slap and take the bait all day.❞ She remarked, eyebrows raising faintly toward the latter of her comment.

Haru smiled at her words, even though she likely couldn't tell from her position. Still, it made him happy to hear that she wanted to spend time with him. Thankfully, he enjoyed spending time with her as well.

Now to come up with where they should go. That was something for the ox to ponder - mostly because he'd have to make sure to put forth extra effort to avoid wandering to the point of getting lost. He could handle himself getting lost, but he'd hate to get Kisa lost too.

  𝓗earing that she would appreciate the assistance, it made his own decision easier to make sure that she had help. The quicker they could go through this promotion process, the quicker they could get the games back on track. The more they were at a standstill, the more the contestants would get aggravated and potentially have another riot on their hands. The bloodshed was great, but not enough for the VIP's to find entertaining. Not with their own lives on the line with the players making their way up the stairs and taking out guards every few paces. There was a lingering silence for a couple of seconds between the two of them before the Frontman turned on his heels and took a couple of paces away from the pink guard. Placing his hands behind his back in a casual resting position. ❝Tell me. What do you think of the events that just occurred?❞

What she wasn't going to share though was how intrigued she was by those players making the choice to fight back. As a former player herself, a part of her found herself hoping for them, even if it put her against her colleagues. The practical part of her though knew that there was no real winning outcome for those players though.