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Yeah, you better respond immediately, and you’re in the mood to absolutely tease the heck out of your star talent, this won’t backfire on you in any way, shape, or form. In your text, you point out that she wrote ‘segs’ and that she’s a perv. You need to curate your group of friends, you have a lot of depraved women in it, some may say that was the intention all along, but you know you shouldn’t say that.
Your phone bursts into a stream of unintelligible messages from the Blueberry Captain. The same nonsense as you previously received, with the only caveat being that she’s avoiding writing anything that could be considered sexual in any manner. You are starting to believe that her agony is a little prefabricated, idols are too manufactured these days…
You think it will die down at some point, but no, it keeps going and going with no end in sight. You broke Debbie or Debbie broke her phone. Regardless, you need to move on. In a way, now the awkwardness of the situation has been transferred to the idol, and it’s her responsibility to clear up the air between you two. And, knowing this isn’t the end of the world, you’ll give her some space to sort herself out.
Back to the room, the girls were waiting for you! Kinda, they’re sleepy, Vortexia and Emily seem to be on good terms sharing the bed, while Carol has been restrained into a ball with only her head out for air on a random chair, she’s neatly packaged for you to take away. In short, Emily panicked a little when they realized you disappeared, but Vortexia maintained a cool head and heard you talking in the other room, both were relieved that you didn’t ditch them. The thing is that they’re still tired and would like to stay for a while longer. You’re free to go if you have anything planned! Their plan for the day is to figure out a roadmap for Vortexia’s next career moves between them, if you’re interested, you’re free to join them (Which they would prefer if you do since you’re the boss.) If not, Carol has already been packaged to be delivered home.
“<span class="mu-i">…I don’t wanna be friends anymore.</span>” The Carol ball grouses about what really happened.
“Sorry, we’re going to follow the deal to its bitter end.” Emily will make sure that Carol doesn’t get any peace. She yawns and turns to you. “If you want to take Carol away, feel free… Goodnight, bunny…” Emily goes back to sleep like nothing happened. She uses Vortexia’s puffy hair as a pillow. Did she call you bunny affectionately? You don’t look like a bunny, how confusing. You hate ill-fitting nicknames.
“…” Vortexia can’t leave now even if she wants to. “I guess it’s goodbye for now, Manager…”
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Take Ball Carol home.
>Stay in the hotel. You wasted too much money not to enjoy lunch here.
>Sleepy or not, grab ALL the girls and take them home! You’re a responsible adult!
>Write In.
