“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine.” She lied.

Alix looked at her phone, reading over the mysterious message for what must have been the 10th time tonight. She was definitely scared of what ‘consequences’ were to come if she were to skip out on the gathering.

     Artic tapped the other’s shoulder looking down at her notebook. She       really did not like talking to others, but she was a foreigner and some       words were giving her trouble to pronounce. When she had the other’s      attention she pointed to the word she had written down in her notebook.      Bouilloire was the word she was pointing to, the rest of the notes were      written in mostly kanji but there was some hiragana and katakana mixed      in as well.

⌠How do you say this word?⌡

“You’re telling me… This has to be a joke, right?”

          { 🐞 } “I did, and my mother was disappointed in me back then. And now here I am, in her shoes.”