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It was early in the morning, the soft chatter of birds bringing Zoey back into the land of the living.
The last few weeks had been hectic to say the least. Where Golden had gained them a lot of popularity, the Saja boys had made their lives more difficult. Weither it be cause they were demons, or the fact they had stolen a lot of their fans. Weither it be the lives lost or the many fights that had been fought. Either way, Zoey was exhausted. She was done with the amount of responcibilities.
Turning around in her bed, she stared at the wall with tired blinks.
9.52 It was time to get up. She grumbled in protest, sitting up with a sigh.
"How it's done done done-" She muttered, yawning as she rubbed her eyes.
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Taking off her hair ties, Zoey yawned once more. She put the shower on with a sigh, letting it run warm while getting ready. The shower took so long to heat up. They still had to ask Bobby to send over a mechanic to fix it.
Clearing the thought, Zoey took off her sleeping shirt with a soft hum, eyes widening as she saw a soft purple mark on her arm. She blinked, rubbing her eyes tiredly. It couldn't be-
No, she was imagining things-
Zoey chuckled in nervosity, staring at her arm again to find the same mark on her shoulder.
She swallowed, uncertainty washing over her as she took off her sweatpants.
Small marks lingered on her left knee, making her freak out.
Screaming loudly, she quickly covered her mouth. She had slowly learned to make peace with Rumi's patterns but this- They had sealed the honmoon- how was this even possible !?
Panicking slightly, she heard Rumi's voice on the other side of the door. "Zoey ? Everything okay in there ?" Great- How was she supposed to explain ? "Y-Yeah !" She lied quickly, watching the steam of the shower fill the room. "Eh- I thought I saw a mouse but- nothing !" She lied some more.
Nobody could know-
Rumi seemed to hesitate for a moment, concern in her voice. "I-" She got silent again.
"Right- I'll ask Bobby to send over pest control just to make sure-" Honestly she wasn't sure weither to belief Zoey. She hadn't ever heard Zoey scream so loud about anything. She wasn't completely convinced this was just about mice-
"Tell me when you're ready. Mira is making Bulgogi for breakfast." With that her footsteps faded, leaving Zoey in a panic. She had to figure out what was happening-