T W E N T Y - F I V E
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Clarissa makes her way towards the rank one table, I slowly walk behind her. She grabs the attention from the onlookers around the table, people seemed to shower her expressions of shock. She simply ignores them as she looks dead straight at her target, Val.
Val throws Clarissa a bitter smile, she focuses her gaze on me before smiling tightly. "Hey girls, nice to see the both of you back on this table." she says politely, her words laced with honey drenched in sugar.
Clarissa slams her bag down on to the table, she glares scornfully at Val who seemed unfazed. Vincent looks at me for a mere second before sharply looking away. His glance prevents me from saying a word.
"Problem?" Val asks, the smile on her face seemingly starts to slip, forming
