Alice's POV:
I wish I have a nail filer so I can sharpen my nails and scratch out her horny eyes.
Hiding behind a wall, I eavesdropped on them. I slid down the wall and poked my head out.
A worker who was reading something from his folder passed by me, but stopped walking. He closed the folder and looked down at me. I smiled, waving my hand, indirectly telling him to keep moving. He glanced up at Neilson and Misha than snorted lightly, shaking his head. After a brief second, he continued walking, minding his own business.
Smart man, I see bright things in the future for him.
I turned my attention back towards them, hearing Misha laughed while she smiled flirtatiously at Neilson. In my ears, she giggled like a donkey choking on an apple trying to skateboard across the Pacific O
