"So, that person is Roy Martin?"
Ariana asks while her mouth is now biting a toothpick and both of her hands in her jacket pocket. She even shot beams with her eyes seeing the target upfront.
She is now undercover together with her partner in crime, Carl, who is staring at her now as she has started behaving strangely like she usually does. He just can't believe that this person is a princess and a duchess anymore. Each day feels like they are just the same pea in the pot.
"What do you think you are doing? Doing self-directed opera in the middle of this heat?"
"Stop ruining my fun when I'm imagining things! It's not like you know about Jam** B*** series or even a hottest superhero like Bat*** or even Aveng** which I can't even watch it anymore. I even can't play my favorite Nan** Dr**."
"What the fu.."
"Stop before I smack you." Ariana gives out a warning before Carl can even curse.
