This voice always ponders me and makes me feel uncomfortable!
"I swear when I find you--!" I whispered underneath my breath.
Unfortunately, I have once again portrayed a shameful scene in front of this man which can easily be defined as "Lunatic"
"Excuse me. What did you say? You dare threaten me under your breath"
He then unsheathes his sword OUT OF FREKIN NO WHERE, LIKE DAAAAMMMMNN. HOW MUCH PLOT ARMOR DO A MC NEED IN UNPREPARED EVENT.
"I WASN'T TALKING TO YOU FOR GOD'S SAKE!! There was a cat I was chasing before I got here!"
"Oh. Very well then, if THAT'S your excuse." *sighs*"
What do you mean huh was your sword thirsty for a snack or something? I swear I have to leave here tops, why did I even sit next to a man at this hour?
He then proceeds to sheathe his sword on his hip AS IF IT WAS ALW— you know what, I think you get by now. He's SOOO lucky that he's got a higher status— GOSH DAMINIT!
"Now if you would excuse me, I'd like to concentrate on my music". He said in such a soft but sassy tone.
" O- okay, yeah, sorry about that— you know what, I'm just going to go back to my room…"
"Good night to you then…'
"Ma— E— Eloise, my name is Eloise."
"Then Good night to you Eloise."
"Night…"
I walked away to the glass door, then went back to the colonnaded path slipping through the corridors, and dashed back to my room.
And to my surprise guess who I found…THE CAT!!
As my friend from my past life used to say:
"Wallahi, I'm cooked!"