Chương 83: ~°~Chapter Eighty-three~°~

I clean up with a lighter heart, things aren't better with Virgil or Dale but I wasn't sitting down and just letting them do as they wished.

A maid had brought my outfit and I dressed up in conservative dress pants and a crisp white shirt, the color of the day is black and white and unsurprisingly, pink but that had to be swapped for blue.

My Grammy says it's Shana's fault for dyeing her hair blue and there was no way they were putting her in a pink dress, I hadn't seen her much but I knew she was having the time of her life.

It's hard enough to feel like you're actually important enough when you're just one in the midst of many, Shana had a big family and I realized that was why she dyed her hair in ridiculous colors, she wanted to stand out, be different, I could understand that.

There's a suit jacket which I slip on and suddenly feel claustrophobic, what can I say? I'm not a big fan of suits.