Chapter 34

"Why am I not tall?!" Scarlett punched a shelf, and it wobbled. Crap. She held it until it stopped. She sighed in relief. She was trying to reach this one book, but it was too high up. That was the reason, there was no other reason was not her being a short person. She looked around if someone was there, but no one was present. She remembered that she took special permission from the librarian to be in here after closing hours.

She stood on her tiptoes and again tried to reach them. Her fingers brushed against the spine and her hopes lifted. She tried to grab it, but it being heavy slipped from her hand. She put her arms around her head, waiting for it to fall. But the book never hit her. She turned around and saw Anastasia turning the pages already. What's her obsession with checking out books?

Anna sighed "you should be more careful next time." She spoke without looking... Down. Scarlett remained silent and folded her arms. Anastasia rolled her eyes at the book as she read it. "Why do you read this kind of book? I'm already getting a headache." She rubbed her temples. Scarlett ignored and went to the point. "What are you doing here?"

"To die."

"Why ain't you bleeding?"

"You're bleeding, why aren't you dead yet?" Scarlett poked the inside of her cheek. Anastasia was mocking her pain. And that was a good roast. She'll keep that in her mind for later.

"Okay, why are you actually here?"

"To pick you up." Scarlett.exe stopped talking, she kept opening and closing her mouth like a fish. She found her voice at last "how did you enter?" She had closed the door. She was sure of it. How did Anna come in then? Did she walk through a wall or something?

"Don't worry, I didn't break through a window or something. And no, I didn't walk through a wall, you didn't close the door." Anastasia picked up Scarlett's bag from the ground and swung it over her shoulder. She walked towards the entrance. She looked at the now in confusion Scarlett and sighed. "Now what? Should I take you to piggyback now?"

"Eh? What? Ah~! I'm coming!"

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After giving back the key to the librarian dude, they both started walking towards the bus stop. Scarlett was awfully quiet in the fear of being roasted, and Anna was looking at the scenery in front of them.

Both of them were walking like penguins. They could hardly walk in their clothes. Scarlett is the youngest, yet the mother hen had made them wear Arctic Ocean clothes because it was 15 degrees. Anna wanted to say, 'girl chill. We ain't dying any day'. It would be a nice pun. Margie would laugh her ass off and Scarlett would stare at them as they've sinned.

Scarlett heard Anna sigh. 'Eh?' she again sighed. 'Girl, spill it!' "I'm sorry." They both stopped walking and Scarlett turned towards her giant friend.

"What? Why?"

"For roasting you nearly every day." She paused and sighed again." I just feel so pressured for no reason sometimes. Then I get angry at everything easily. I want to cry, I want to murder someone, I want to eat, I want to feel loved. It's a huge emotional overdose. Someone call the doctor for me."

"Umm, it's okay. You get mood swings too?" Why was overdose playing in her head now? After all these weeks?

"That's what's it's called?"

"Ya. That's what it's called. Angie- I mean Margie has been getting them a lot." She looked over at Anastasia and her face was normal. If a resting bitch face is normal to you. She spoke to Scarlett "she has been getting mood swings?"

"Ya, why do you ask?" Anna started walking again. "No reason."

"Umm okay." And again the silence. Anna was dead to the world and Scarlett was trying to remember what she wanted to say next but forgot. They got on the bus and took the last seat of that moving box.

"Ah-ha! I remembered! I was thinking if we can move in with her. Her former roommate left just when I met you. And she's becoming broke. That's why she's got frozen food."

"That doesn't explain her being broke."

"Ya me too. But that's what she said to me." Scarlett whispered into Anna's ear. "LOL. Weird."

"I know! Did I ever tell you about her other job?"

"No."

"She is a Webtoon artist."

"What the hecks a Webtoon?" Scarlett gasped and shook Anastasia's arms. "How do you not know what's a Webtoon!? I've been reading those in front of you and I keep showing you to them. Yet you don't know what's a Webtoon! You uncultured swine!"

"Wow. Are you talking about those picture things you irritated me with? Those 'cuties' you always squealed for at 3 in the morning?" Scarlett rubbed her forehead for an upcoming headache and roasting session. "Yes, that's a Webtoon. She makes them." I guess big brain and sarcasm time.

"Oh! For who?"

"My ass."

"How can your ass see them?" Scarlett punched Anastasia's arm. Anastasia kept laughing as Scarlett pouted. Why did she always have to win their roasting sessions? They kept walking back to their friend's house with a small smile on their face. Anastasia spoke as they reached Margie's apartment "ok we can move in with her."