Irina lounged on the fluffy white couch in her VIP hall with her legs crossed lazily and a tablet in hand as she scrolled through her various social media feeds. Her glossy nails tapped idly against the screen until she stopped on a particular clip.
The vibrant thumbnail read
"The Peak's Latest Livestream: New Friend!"
She clicked it and winced immediately at the loud, obnoxious laugh blasting through the speakers.
"Ugh…"
She groaned and rolled her eyes as she irritatedly adjusted the volume.
The camera panned to The Peak, gesturing dramatically about something inconsequential. Irina squinted, unimpressed, before muttering under her breath.
"Does anyone still watch this guy's nonsense? Don't they know he's just a fraud?"
Her lips curled into a smirk.
"Miss Mercury's way better than hi—"
Abruptly, she slapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide as if she'd just blurted out a deep, dark secret.
