@pleasing-misery  Cont. đś
With the doors slightly open, only to push it more wide that could possibly trip The Leader. A small smirk appeared on her face, howâŚout of character her current looks are and that made her chuckle.
â Wish to see my, Old Friend. â
Even without the consent of the other, she just barge into the room of the other as she closed the door behind her. Ignoring the words coming out of the Fox, she looked around.
CuteâŚtoo cute of a room.
â Tsk. Wasted paper, you sure you donât need help? â
Ahri moved away in time to dodge the door that was pushed against her, rolling her eyes a bit at her friendâs attitude âSure, whatever you say hunâ She said, sarcastically going along with the otherâs excuse before moving back to her bed.
She didnât mind asking for help when she felt the need to, but at the moment it wasnât a lack of creativity, quite the opposite. Too many ideas, but which verse fitted best with that melody?
âThat is very nice of you, Eve, but I got this. I promise to show the lyrics to you when I am doneâ She offered, giving the Siren a charming smile before taking all the sheets of paper and putting them in an organized pile on top of her desk âWere you bored, dear?â Ahri asked with a small giggle, turning towards the other vocalist while leaning against the desk. Well, there had to be a better reason to why the other came to her room.