Nothingness

‘It is what?’ Julie gaps at me across the seat. Her voice shrills over the street crowd accommodating the food street to the west of the Mansion.

Beside me Lily squirms in her seat, clutching her stomach. She mumbles a pathetic ‘excuse me’ and scurries off to the first public both she could spot. It ain’t that far yet two amongst the little army of guards chase after her shamelessly.

Jeez! A female can’t poop in peace these days.

I look around at the rest eleven with as much disdain I could muster. They stay adamantly glued to the ground, swirling over like a flock of hawks. The threat is loud in the air. “The area being guarded is forbidden. Stay off!”

‘Some sort of Anniversary.’ I deadpan. My eyes narrow at a certain familiar face with a certain blue-head pale complexion wolf strolling on the beach. The taller one points at something in the distance and bursts out laughing. He tackles the bluehead to the ground who makes a face nonetheless chuckles at his acquaintance’s absur