"Ah!"
Suddenly, Yuri shrieks in surprise. Just then, when Dennis, now accompanied by Jean, has finally passed by Yuri, a foot wearing elegant black heels has tripped her on purpose.
"Oops!"
A woman in a tight pencil skirt, a white semi-buttoned blouse that reveals half of her cleavage, and a face caked with thick makeup, covers her mouth with the back of her hand snickering.
Ambrosia Chelsea Birch… The only name on earth that I don't want to know the owner's face.
Making a loud thud as she fell down the ground, Yuri grunted under her breath.
She had been busy working day and night and had not been able to sleep well for seven days.
Currently, she now lacks the energy to deal with a bitch.
"Ah! Miss Yuri, are you alright?!"
Dennis immediately crouched down to help Yuri stand up.
Staring at his hazel hair that stuck out of his red cap, Yuri remembered something important.
The flame helps the young moth… that would have been a great title for an aspiring novel…
Nonetheless, I must say, Dennis' existence is indeed a bit stereotypical. He was the only one besides Yuri's foster mother and father whom has made her feel acknowledged and appreciated. He never frowned and never really criticized the way Yuri looked... that is, not really in front of her.
Funny enough, the flame wasn't really helping the young moth; instead, the flame was just doing its job, and has been doing its job ever since the beginning.
Now that I think about it, it was quite a twist since Dennis seemed to be a philanthropist, but little did I know… Dennis was just a wolf in sheep's clothing… I mean, I only accidentally heard it back then but it actually came out from his own mouth, and his words... stabbed me hard in the back that it almost felt as if his words pierced through my spine then straight to my heart.
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"What? You're asking for my thoughts about Yuri? For me, I think that--… Well… She never really spared me a glance back then. I mean, yeah, we're a bit close now but still… We… We aren't friends at all. To cut it short, she's just being petty and delusional. Plus, she's not even close to being beautiful! ...In my eyes, she's only a stuck up, ugly trash."
Remembering how those words came out of the mouth of the same man that is now helping her stand up to her feet almost felt somewhat comical.
Nowadays, you just can't trust someone and believe that they understand you.
A snake could be anywhere so beware if they ever bit you.
"I'm fine. Thank you for the help Dennis."
Patting off the dust from her pants, Yuri coldly looked at the direction of Chelsea.
"I almost forgot to warn you, Chelsea, your blush is too thick, your application of lipstick is uneven and how old are you? 10? I mean, not that I'm being mean but your eyebrows is pissing me off since they looked exactly like those birds that children drew of when they were in grade school."
Hearing Yuri's words, Chelsea marched her way towards Yuri with a furious look.
"You're just jealous because makeup can't even cover up your ugly ass face!"
Snorting, Yuri lowly chuckled with a disgusted look.
"Now, Now, Chelsea, you're starting to look like a clown. No. Wait. Sorry, that was an understatement since you're already the whole circus. I mean, can't you use your head for once? I may look like an ugly piece of shit because of this distinct cinnabar mark on my face but I'm still a human being and you? You don't even look like a human being with that amount of contour on your face; in fact, you looked exactly like an alien. Ok?"
At once, fueled with anger, Chelsea lunged towards Yuri with a loud shriek, "You will pay for this!"
Letting out a hearty laugh, Yuri stuck her tongue out at Chelsea.
"That is, if you catch me!"
Comfortably jogging as she laughed at Chelsea's foolishness, Yuri actively mocked Chelsea for wearing high heels since she now ran faster than Chelsea with the pair of red sneakers she wore.
"You piece of-! Ah!!"
Tripping on her own heels, Chelsea horribly slipped down the ground with a loud thud.
"F*ck you Yuri! Come back here!!"
Panting as she laughed at Chelsea's current state, Yuri held her middle finger up, saying "Karma is a b*tch!"
Laughing as she hastily ran in front of the elevator doors, Yuri pushed the up button as the empty elevator chute opened up and allowed her to conveniently hopped in. Turning back to face Chelsea's laughable state right now, Yuri waved at Chelsea as the latter screamed "Come back here or I'll tell you to the manager!!"
Do I look like I care? Haha.
Finally pushing the floor button as the elevator doors dramatically closed in front of her, Chelsea proceeds to scream as Yuri laughed at Chelsea's misery before finally disappearing from Chelsea's sight.
Now that the fun's all over, I should get going now…
The plan must proceed as it is.
There's no turning back now.