"Huaaam. I'm so bored."
Monica yawned as she stretched her limbs while leaning against a plain white wall. There were a couple of other people not too far away from her, all minding their own business.
All of the people present were extremely renowned individuals. They were the special group gathered in secret outside of everyone's knowledge.
"Feeling bored already, Monica?"
An aged voice sounded, and Monica's expression changed. With a stiff smile, she looked to her side.
"Ha… D-Douglas? Fancy seeing you here?"
"Fancy seeing me here? Shouldn't you already be aware that I was going to be here?"
"Oh.. ah, right."
Monica smacked her fist and stuck her tongue out.
"Seems like I'm getting older. My memory is giving away."
"Your brain is the only thing that's giving away."
Another voice interjected.
