"There's another heartbroken little girl in this world."
As the rain pattered down the stone steps, the neon lights of the street signs painted the water's surface in vibrant colors, the splashes bouncing off the maid's calves. They weren't using an umbrella, but the rain naturally avoided them. Vishi followed closely beside Ash, bending over and tilting her head to look at him. Her long heavy hair swung in dazzling arcs as she said with a playful smile, "I think what you're doing should be made illegal. Otherwise, those girls stepping into trash cans are too pitiful."
Ash retorted irritably, "I didn't, I didn't, stop making stuff up."
"Don't pretend you didn't notice. You're acting so innocent that not even a Witch would buy it," Vishi shot him a sideways glance, "Now when they bat their eyelashes, you know exactly what they're insinuating."
"And I see you're quite pleased with yourself. If I wasn't here, wouldn't you sneak off for a midnight snack?"
