096: Discussion
Author: Nengi_Christian
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

"We're spending the night here. At this…. Honestly it's quite beautiful, but she is creepy." Pamela whispered to the girls as they gathered snacks from the fridge the Celestia had led them too. She twisted her upper body to check for the woman and found her peeping at them from behind the corner.

Eleanora spotted her as well, the Celestia lifts up her left hand and waves to them.

"Yeah, I agree. She is creepy. She's treating us like a project. Analyzing our moves, and-"

"Is no one going to mention Corey? He's changed, drastically." Verosika doesn't hide the awestruck feeling in her tone. "He's smoking!"

"Smoking what?!" Verosika tapped Yumiko at the back of her head.

"Don't be a moron. He's hot. And different. What did she do to him?" Verosika swooned, trailing her gaze until it landed on Corey. He was poking Borba's flexed her arm, and Gogo squealed while Corey kept touching her bicep.

Pamela removed her eyes from the Celestia. Who could have entered the kitchen but chose to wat
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    Dear readers,I would just like to say thank you to thank everyone who has read this story so far. It's my first time writing a male leading story, and I'm not sure I did it right but I hope to get it perfectly some day. But this note isn't to tell you thank you, I also wanted to inform you that starting next month I will be taking a full month's hiatus from this story. It's not going the way I planned, reader wise. And I'd like a break from it to get my head cleared and gather some new ideas. I'll publish some chapters for the rest of the month. But after that, I'll be off on a break to return by June. Thank you for reading this note. And have a good day..

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