When she wakes up, Hennessy realizes that nothing around her is quite the same.
She stares at the headquarters of her criminal organization, completely lost.
Hennessy: What the hell, where's my branch office? Where's my huge branch office???
And that's not all. She also sees a bunch of senior members who used to exist only in other people's stories.
Like... Gin, the hard-working senior who works 007 hours a day.
Gin points his gun at Hennessy. "Why are you so late?"
Hennessy looks confused. "I'm medical staff. How early am I supposed to be?"
"Only slackers are normal people, Gin, you..."
Hennessy sees smoke coming from the gun and obediently shuts up.
Like... Vermouth, the master of disguise.
Hennessy glares at the man and says to Vermouth, "No! I am normal!"
Vermouth chuckles. "Yes, yes, abnormal."
Hennessy: ...
Like... Bourbon from the infamous "I want to be Senior Bourbon's dog!" line...
Uh... let's skip that one... Ahem.
And... she also discovers... not only is every Green Chartreuse an undercover agent, but so are the Whiskeys... [chokes back a sob]
That was what Hennessy thought as she sat on a little stool at National Security.
Wait, wait, wait? Didn't she defect?
Never mind, then.
Hennessy thinks all the differences are because her memory is faulty.
Until...
A girl at National Security who looks exactly like her stares at her and says,
"Hennessy..."
"...is a liquor that should never have existed."
I hadn't even decided to write this, but our little Xinji's COVID situation got serious again and we had to go back to online classes. [shrugs]
Theme: Some things about fate can't be resisted, but some can.
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