"What do you think is taking Kyle so long?" Elyn asked, twirling her hair slightly.
Emery frowned. He didn't know either. It was a bit past midnight, and the dark-haired man still hadn't returned yet. His job wasn't that difficult that it needed that long.
All he had to do was go to a few places and spread the rumours to the best of his ability. He didn't even have to hold full conversations with the people he was talking to.
So, what could be taking so long?
In a few seconds, he had his answer regarding that.
"Eeep eep eep~!"
A few screeches emerged from the door as it was pushed open.
"Relax Citro… he won't notice… at all. It was just a little… s-sip of the drink…"
Emery stared dumbfoundedly at the duo. They tilted over slightly to the side and nearly stumbled over each other. Kyle's cheeks were tinted red and Citro's fur was all dishevelled.
