"We are here to buy clothes for you? You sure you have not hit your head on your way back to home last night, Lazarus boy?" Sammy asked me and I looked at her with a blank look, making her chuckle as she shook her head and asked the cab to stop when she saw a good garment shop on the way.
"I have a party to attend. And I need clothes." I said.
Though the outfit Hades Black chose for me looked good, I wanted to oppose him. Disobey him, when there shouldn't be any concept of obedience at all. I wanted to show him that Lazarus Russell will do things that he wants to do, and not what others want him to do. And as much as fun it was in my mind to imagine his face, it made my heart beat abnormally fast.
My situation was akin to the child who is denied and ordered to not go in a part of hous
