>>5708669Gliding over to the door before you can ask any more questions, Mina raps the metal door with her pale knuckles a few times before looking back at you over her shoulder. “If you find something, text me about ‘<span class="mu-s">PAYMENT ISSUES</span>’. I’ll come find you.”
She’s pretty confident about herself, isn’t she?
“I <span class="mu-i">am</span>, and I <span class="mu-i">will</span> find you.” She replies. Yep, she <span class="mu-i">IS</span> pretty confident!
A pair of small, quiet feet make their way down the passageway beyond the door.
“And I don’t think I need to remind you that whatever information you unearth?” Mina adds, staring a particularly icy dagger into your eyes, “It goes to <span class="mu-i">me</span> and <span class="mu-i">me</span> alone.” Casting a furtive glance at the basement windows, the girl lets out a weary sigh. “A media circus benefits no one, least of all <span class="mu-i">us</span>.”
You can’t help but hang on that last italicized word. <span class="mu-i">U-u-u-US??</span>
“Stay in character, now.” She winks, stepping out of the way just as the door swings open with a dull, earsplitting groan! Clenching your teeth as the sound bounces through your ears like a drunk pinball, you lock eyes with the small girl in the red blazer from before as she glances between you and her superior!
“The situation’s been resolved, Tina.” Explains the Student Council President as she sends a glare your way that could flash-freeze magma! “Tell Jake that <span class="mu-i">PIZZA BOY</span> here is free to enjoy the party… provided he doesn’t make any more <span class="mu-i">waves</span> that is.”
With a curt nod, Tina whips out her phone and gets to work tapping away at the keys. Mina’s gaze, however, hasn’t left you. It’d be kinda nice if it didn’t look like she wanted to punch you!
“Consider that your first and <span class="mu-i">last</span> warning. This is a <span class="mu-i">private</span> island and a <span class="mu-i">private</span> event… I shouldn’t have to remind you that as far as consequences go, these are really quite <span class="mu-i">generous</span> given the circumstances.”
Errr, you stammer, y-yea! Thanks, man! Um, <span class="mu-i">GIRL!</span>
Shit.
The Ice Queen’s frigid gaze thaws a bit.
“Enjoy your evening.”
As the two Student Council Members turn to leave, one more detail crosses your mind! Hey, you shout, who’s gonna untie me, <span class="mu-i">huh?!</span>
“Oh?” A bemused look crosses the heiress’ face. “I was under the impression you let yourself out already.”
Yea well yo-uhhh… not keen on meeting her gaze any longer, you instead settle on the ground in front of you. R-right…
The girls leave you to your prison as the faint din of electric instruments booms from outside! Letting the zip ties fall to the ground around the chair, you rise to your feet and stretch a bit before using the same exit your captors went…
>CONTD. 