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The next day was miserable for Butchy. It was cloudy, and the sky was surrounded by dark gray clouds as if it was about to rain, hence the reason why she couldn't find someone to bully.
Any place she could find someone to tackle is empty; she avoided Coconut Fred because her plan to bully him and his friends backfired last time. And the worst part for her is that she had to go find the path to the address that Li gave her.
She's now standing outside the door of a plantation-style house that sat proudly at the top of the neighborhood, and it was taller than Coconut Fred's Nut Hut as well, after walking up the hundreds of stairs. She didn't expect the path to Li's house to be that long and exhausting, but she managed to get to it. She tapped her boot as the top of her black boots touched the floor made of giant rocks with spaces filled with pebbles.
Inside Li's house, one of her siblings, Raima, an anthropomorphic rambutan with green spinterns that was in contrast with her reddish skin, who was wearing a lava red long tank dress with white hibiscus patterns all over the dress, was talking to Li. Let's just say that she was not happy about what Li gave to Butchy, along with her decision to invite the rotten apple to the club.
"Are you sure that this was the right choice to make?" She asked Li, feeling worried for her sister, "Giving someone a card for an invitation to our mom's club, ESPECIALLY when it's someone horrible?" She asked her again, her mind racing thousands of thoughts, most of them having negative consequences.
"Raima, listen. I know you don't like it, but I see her potential to be a great person. She's just hiding her insecurities, and I want to help her be more confident." She assured her sister.
"I don't think you understand what I'm trying to say," Raima responded, walking towards Li and put both of her hands on your younger sister's shoulders. "If this doesn't work, she'll probably end your life, then mine and our family!"