In Which They Looked for Wedding Dress

Another part of her wanted to go into his room, bandage him up, sing him a song, and apologize to him for everything that had happened, despite the fact that it wasn't her fault.

The other side of the debate suggested that the most prudent thing for you to do would be to barge into the room, seize the dragon scale, and then run away as quickly as possible. Nobody will ever realize that it was you doing what they did.

She muttered to herself, "I should...play to him," as she began to play the game. Even he is alone by his lonesome. No one has the right to be made to feel unsafe and alone in this world. It is far more agonizing than passing away."

Before continuing, she rose up and removed a pin that had been stuck in the back of her hair. The brooch was hand-made using pearls in its construction. It was resting in the palm of her hand at that moment.

She commented that "that ought to take care of it."

Lisa positioned the pin so that it was facing the front door, and then she put her hand against the door in order to maintain the position of the pin. In addition to that, while she was doing so, she pressed her forehead against the door.

And she started thinking back to one of the songs that she had composed, and how her entire self lit up with ecstasy whenever other people laughed at the melody that she had written. She had started thinking about this when she started thinking back to one of the melodies that she had composed.

Like Lisa was leaving John's room, she started singing at the top of her lungs some of her favorite songs, just as she had done earlier while she was in the hallway.

Why was she getting ready to leave and packing her bags?

Dragons were known to be very proud creatures, thus it was unlikely that they would allow anyone to feel sorry for them. As a result, dragons would sooner die than have anyone feel sorry for them. Lisa was aware of the fact that John was an egotistical and prideful individual. The fact that he was still alive despite the severity of his condition was already a great accomplishment in and of itself. The fact that he had not yet passed away was itself a significant accomplishment.

Given the circumstances, Lisa would prefer it if he did not find out that she was aware of the fact that he was harmed. She is aware of the situation, but she does not want him to find out.

Lisa had no choice but to keep her fingers crossed and hold onto the hope that he will begin to feel better very soon.

~

In the distant past...

It had been a lovely beginning to the day. As is her habit, she was seen going about in public wearing a dress made of white satin with two slits in it.

It only required her to pull it back into a simple knot for her figure to look more flattering in the dress. Converting this one was not that difficult at all. The clothing, which was made of satin, was the perfect accessory to go with the black violin.

In addition to being a foodie himself, the manager was also her buddy. As a pivotal moment in her career as a violinist, she was given the opportunity to perform the piece here after receiving an invitation to do so. Lisa wasn't especially bothered by the popularity, but in order to satiate her hunger, she needed some kind of source of cash.

It's wonderful that people have grown to appreciate her music to the point where the song is being requested at practically every restaurant and pub these days. This is a reflection of how positively her music is appreciated around the world.

Lisa walked through the lavish restaurant's glass doors and onto the dazzling glass floors as she entered the establishment. She hung her coat, and then resumed her trek inside the building.

Due of the illness that Mona was experiencing, she came here by herself. Due to the fact that she was suffering from a cold, she requested that Lisa take three days off from work.

There was a protest, which Lisa supported wholeheartedly. Lisa took a look around the place and noted that despite the fact that it was eleven in the morning, the restaurant was buzzing with people despite its pink seats and mellow ambiance. This was something that Lisa found particularly surprising.

Lisa's senses were overwhelmed by the smell of food being cooked, and as a result, she completely lost track of who she was.

Someone was enjoying pancakes, another person was dicing an egg, a third person had just finished drinking a glass of fresh juice, and the fourth person was eating cake for breakfast.