Johnny? Birthday? Right. Great. I sighed and fixed my things making sure I have them all back in my bag. I wasn’t going to try and prepare because it’s just my annoying step-brother. I just need to keep my promise and attend the stupid dinner he’s been pestering me about.
By seven, Johnny came to pick me up at my apartment as said. We got to their mansion ten minutes later thanks to his speedy, death race car. “Nami,” My father calls the moment we stepped inside their house.
I ignored him like usual. I was only here to keep my promise after all.
“I’m really glad you made it. I was really surprised when Johnny, here, said he convinced you to join the—”
“Can we just,” I paused. “Get this over with so I can leave? I have three plates due tomorrow and I still yet to finish them.”
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