"Ugh, this feels so awkward. Speak up about what you want to say, at least. I cannot take this silence anymore."
Fey looked at the awkward atmosphere with a sigh and decided to be the first one to speak up.
The tension in the air could be cut with a knife, which was getting on Fey's head. This awkward silence was not what she had sighed for when she decided to meet Rika again to clear up the air between Rika and herself.
Fey could also tell she was not the only person to think like that.
Charon also looked like she wanted to run, while Flourite, on the other hand…looked like he had nothing to do but to run away.
The landlady was ordering more and more drinks, but she would likely be the only person drunk tonight.
'Ugh, maybe I should get Charon and Flourite to drink a few rounds. It would ease the tension in the air and help me feel better.'
