Chapter 4
OH. MY. GOD.
[Daisy]
Daisy woke up to find
that she was supposed to have been awake ten minutes ago. Groggily, she rubbed the
sleep out of her eyes and stumbled out of her bed. One day of being early
and I’m right back to being late as always. How does Aria do it? She scrambled to get a quick shower and get dressed.
She ran for the door,
bumping into a stool along the way and sending it crashing to the floor with a
loud clang. She quickly picked up the stool and continued her dash to the hall,
barely having time to wave a goodbye to her mother who was also leaving for her
own shift.
Daisy arrived at the
tiny cramped room and began scanning the room for any signs of the Kane
siblings. It took her a second to spot Aria waving to her from a corner of the
room and she made for them, pushing her way through the crowd.
As they exchanged greeting and began the trek to their workplace, Daisy felt that
something was not quite the same with the two. For starters, Aria had bags
under her eyes. Aria never had bags under her eyes. The second red flag was
Harry’s own facial expression. He was always bright and chipper but today he seemed to be radiating happiness. His stride
seemed somehow more purposeful than before, if that was even possible.
This
all puzzled Daisy as they made their way to the central hub, but she kept
quiet, deciding to ask them about it once they were at the gate. After Aria had
done her thing and logged in their arrival, the trio set off towards the door.
They walked out to a rare sight. It was a gloomy sky, nothing like the usual brilliant blue. Dark clouds covered the compound blocking off any and
all sunlight and dimming the entire area. It was dark enough that lights set into the walls that ran
along the sides of the small enclosure were turned on. Not surprisingly, the lights were barely effective at lighting anything up. They only managed to cast an eerie blue glow that made the place look even worse than it would've been without the lights. You’d think that they’d invest in better
lights at least to ensure their own damn wall can be properly cared for. I
suppose torturing us is much more fun. Daisy joined the other two as they
made their way over to the tools.
“So what made you
lose sleep yesterday Aria?” asked Daisy casually as they divided up the tools to
begin their work.
“What?” asked Aria,
eyeing her suspiciously,” what makes you think I did that?”
“You have bags under
your eyes Aria,” pointed out Daisy,” sheesh it's fine. It’s good to
occasionally rebel a bit and stay up late.”
“I suppose you would
know all about that,” said Aria, now smirking.
“Hey, that’s not
fair. I stay awake because…uhh…because I have insomnia,” replied Daisy quickly.
“Keep telling
yourself that,” said Aria and walked off. Daisy
let out a sigh. Well that conversation did not go as planned. Maybe I’ll
have more success getting it out of Harry. She walked over to him as he
began his work in his chosen spot.
“Hey, Harry,” she
began.
“Hi!”
“You seem different
today,” she said, tentatively.
“Really, I can assure
you that I'm not an imposter,” he said, looking up from the patch of grass he
was cutting.
“Not like that
dinkus,” said Daisy, rolling her eyes,” I mean your mood seems a little
different.”
“Really?” he asked
furrowing his eyebrows,” How so?”
“I don’t know. You
seem somehow happier than usual.”
“Huh…well maybe. Not
really sure,” he replied, voice slightly uncertain like there was some sort of
internal debate going on.
Points: 34
Reviews: 178
Donate