A day passed in the blink of an eye, and it was now Friday.
"I hope I didn't come too early," I muttered, checking the time on my watch as I made my way inside the
It was 10:40 A.M. twenty minutes earlier than my scheduled meeting with Amy.
Stopping in front of the door, I glanced around.
"Huh, where is everyone?" I said, frowning slightly.
The place was empty. The reception desk where Amy usually sat was vacant, and even the clerk who worked at the left table was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh, you're early today," said a familiar voice.
Turning around, I spotted Amy, carrying three stacked boxes in her arms. She greeted me politely, forming a small smile on her lips.
"Welcome, Nox. The staff are on holiday today, only I'm here," she informed me, setting the boxes down on the table with a small thud.
As she straightened up and looked in my direction, Amy squinted, examining my face closely.
"What's with this getup?" she asked curiously, tilting her head.
