In front of Villa 16, Taylor Residence.
Damien Taylor was carrying a sleeping Amelia Johnson upstairs when Emily Carter, walking a bit behind, got a call from Lily Carter. He stepped aside to answer it. "Hello? Princess, what do you want this time? I’m a little busy, can’t play games with you right now."
"Yeah right, as if. You didn’t even bother to fake it properly," Lily replied, clearly upset.
She had been waiting for him online for nearly an hour, and he hadn’t logged in once.
Emily scratched his head. "Alright, alright. I’ll take a quick shower, then I’ll be on."
"Make it quick, okay? Lights out soon in my dorm. I don’t wanna be stuck outside getting eaten by mosquitoes!" she warned.
"Got it," Emily said, turning to go back inside.
But—his fingerprint didn’t ope
