“You rotten best friend! Boo-hoo...” Han Chu sobbed, muttering to herself. Her fingers had started to turn pale from being in the water too long...
“Crash!”
(Xuanye: Impressive! How many plates have you dropped now? Han Chu: Mind your own business! Xuanye: The truth can be hard to hear, huh? - -! Han Chu: Hmph, oh no! The boss is coming. I’m doomed!)
“Smack!” A slap rang out. Han Chu winced and sank to the floor, her head too heavy to lift. The boss stood with hands on hips, shouting angrily at her: “Miss, even if you can’t do the job, fine! But... my plates are innocent!” Han Chu’s head felt unbearably heavy. Her vision went black, and she was...
Marshmallow lyrics!
I'm speechless for you - -