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Atlas sighed audibly. "Oh, come on, Kristina. We're having such a great time. Stop it with your conspiracies."

"I will never stop Atlas," Kristina said sternly. "Plus, you're outnumbered. Me and our friend here are both very curious about this whole thing, right?"

You nodded.

Kristina moved her chair next to yours. Atlas scooted his chair closer to you. You were stuck between the two. You dreaded the spacious space in front of you. You placed your drink on the table in the stall.

"Okay, the news is, Mr. Garrison's chihuahua managed to escape his house last night and ran away. The same thing happened to Mrs. Vicky's dog and Alice's cat. Actually, there are tons of the same incidents," Kristina said.

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"And how did you know all these?" Atlas asked.

Kristina rolled her eyes. "Unlike you, I am very aware of the community. I could just walk from my house to here with my ears open, harvesting every type of news I could hear. Plus, there are literally posters of Have you seen my pet? everywhere, Atlas."

"What if the animals could sense something might go wrong in this area soon?" You asked in a small voice.

Atlas pressed his hand on his forehead. "See? Now we're overthinking."

"Dude? It's a plausible explanation. Remember the birds that day?" Kristina asked.

"Look, pets leave their owners from time to time, you know? Maybe they are tired of their pampered life."

"I wouldn't get tired if it was me," Kristina muttered.

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