A/N: 2ch a day resumes tomorrow! Sorry sorry, I was out of the country for a week and it's super hard to write and edit on the phone, esp. when I was dead tired high
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The lovely, introspective atmosphere was shattered, however, when a customer passing by suddenly stopped her tracks.
She whipped her head in the direction of Naia's table, stomping over with a self-important expression on her face.
"What are you doing here?" a shrill voice came from the side.
Naia's eyebrows furrowed, but only because it did not sound good. She had actually felt the hostile look but just chose to ignore it because she didn't want to soil the food she was eating. It was, after all, the beat braised pork she had so far—
"YOU! NADIA!"
Naia was a bit surprised to see who it was.
This was none other than the fallen cousin Perdita and she still looked like a peacock.
A slightly more desperate peacock.
