19: pain

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It was a small room on the last floor. It was organized like a mini-restaurant. There, classical music played softly, mixing with the small voices of people who spoke to their friends and colleagues as they ate and rested. She stood in front of the waiter standing behind the counter. The brunette with puffy placed a tray of fries, ketchup, and chicken on the counter and stretched over a note to her to scribble her signature. She did that tiredly and carried her food, searching for a seat in the sparsely populated place. She was quite early today.

Her gaze met Elanne's own. She was seated at the far end of the room with a plate in her front. The chairs and table were arranged in a circular format. Where Elanne sat, her seat was the only one with two chairs placed at the edge of the table. She waved her hands and pointed her finger at the chair next to her, urging her to sit next to her. Aria took the hint and walked towards the table.

She took her seat, placing her tray on the table.