>>5899602“T-T-That’s not g-g-going to ha-happen.” Ajna refuses this future.
“Denial is not going to save you. Now, I'd rather have a moment to myself, bye, fans.” Vortexia runs away for no reason.
Almost perfectly timed (took her a minute), the receptionist comes back with a bunch of papers ready to be signed.
“Uff, that took a while. I had to go to the storage.” The Receptionist smiles as she wipes a sweat. You didn’t even notice when she was gone. “Sign these wordy fellows and we’ll be good to go. Don’t worry about Amber’s, she’s already in the system.”
“All right.” You nod. “One question, what’s your deal?”
“My deal?” The receptionist seems confused by the question. “What do you think my deal is?”
“I don’t know, that’s why I’m asking.” You shrug. Ajna is curious too.
“Not even a guess?” The Receptionist finds this boring.
“You’re overworked?” You humor her.
“That’s not far from the truth.” The Receptionist really liked that answer.
“And the truth is?” You tilt your head.
“I get defensive about the family business.” She smiles.
“You’re the owner?!” You didn’t see this twist coming!
“I’m the daughter.” She corrects. “And I’m filling. Our last receptionist was poached by those K guys. They’ve been ruthless lately. Can’t trust nobody.”
“Oh, sorry to hear.” You have some empathy.
“As business partners, you should.” The Owner’s daughter giggles.
“What’s your name again?” You don’t think you’ve asked.
“You’ll find out if you look around.” She’s not going to help.
Ajna pulls your hand and points at one of the posters, this whole time her name has been in the open for everyone to see…!
<span class="mu-s">What do you read out loud?</span>
>“You’re Punk-P?!”>“You’re Pork-P?!”>“You’re Pun-P?!”>“You’re Jack Michaelson?!”>“You’re a nepo baby?!”>Write In.<span class="mu-s">What’s next while everyone is recording?</span>
>Meet with the Owner.>Inquiry more about this Idol!>You’re going to watch the recording. Don’t be a fraud.>Write In.(Last Reply of the Day, we continue tomorrow!)
