Zion Pestana
Zion arrived at the Old Lapis Hall for the annual fashion show. They had received their tasks from Blue Royalty and while one of them was easy enough, the other seemed like a death sentence. Getting out of their car, they straighten out their outfit before walking towards the hall. They entered the building, walking to their seat. They sat down and, noticing that there was an empty seat next to them, pulled out the small bottle they’d hidden in their bag. They unscrewed the lid and without looking at the seat, discretely poured out the contents. They put the cap back on and returned the bottle to their bag. They couldn’t help but feel bad for the person who makes the decision to sit in that seat, knowing that they wouldn’t be able to get up without ruining their clothes.
Satisfied with their work, Zion straightened their posture and looked over to the person sitting on the other side of them, which just so happened to be Daniel. They sat in silence for a minute or two, deciding whether or not they would say anything to him. There was something off about him, but they couldn’t figure out what it was. “Hello, Daniel.” They said, deciding to start a conversation with him.
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