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“By the way, is Amelia home?” You haven’t seen your derpy little sister so far even after making a big ruckus.
“No, dear Johnny, she went out in the morning.” Nariko shakes her head. You wonder where your sister went, but before you could pop out the question, the smug one calls for your help.
“Yo, Yohnny! C’mere! Help me out with this bad boy!” Yu Yan asks by the door as the delivery man goes inside with the packages on a two-wheeled shipping cart.
“No need, lassie! I have 20-inch pythons!” The delivery man boasts about his arms.
“<span class="mu-i">Suuure</span>, buddy. But I’m not letting those tree trunks mess with the merchandise.” Yu Yan wants your help to assemble whatever instrument this is. “It’s <span class="mu-i">frail</span>.”
“Coming right up.” You get closer. “What did you buy? A drum set?”
“Who are you? Nariko? Don’t spoil the surprise!” Yu Yan teases back.
“I resent that, Yu Yan.” The couch potato leaves her environment after being called out.
“Hold your horses, this cotton candy is <span class="mu-i">Yu Yan</span>?” The delivery man sounds dumbfounded.
“Yeah, I am! I’m, metaphorically, the sweetest piece of carnival goodness you’ll ever see.” Yu Yan doesn’t know how to feel about being called ‘cotton candy’ but she’ll use it to her advantage anyway.
“You? You’re <span class="mu-i">Yu Yan</span>?” The delivery man acts befuddled still.
“That’s what I said, big boy.” Yu Yan smirks.
“You are <span class="mu-i">Yu Yan Liamishi</span>?” The low wage worker asks again. The situation is getting odd.
“Johnny, tell him who I am.” Yu Yan snaps her fingers in a playful manner.
“She’s the damn cutest girl in the world.” You adjust your glasses. Nariko is unimpressed.
“I-I mean my name, stud.” Yu Yan didn’t expect to be embarrassed.
“She’s Yu Yan.” You dryly respond.
“Yu Yan <span class="mu-i">who</span>?” Yu Yan asks in a comedic manner.
“Yu Yan Liamishi!” You exclaim with more enthusiasm.
“Damn straight!” Yu Yan gets all smug. “Thanks for playing along, hunk. I know I can always count on you.” The smug devil clears her throat. “Why are you asking?”
