Out of the Shadows Tildas Brilliant Second Life
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Tilda swirled her wine ss slowly, propping her chin on her hand while watching the boats glide across the river. The city lights sparkled everywhere, making the whole view look <b>unreal</b>.
“Tilda, the holidays are almost here. Want to head to Jeselton and hang out with Andy?
“We’ve been talking about going forever, but we never do, Next month is the winter holiday. If we don’t go now, we’ll miss our chance.”
“That sounds perfect! I miss Andy tool”
“Then it’s settled. Oh, check this out!”
Una pulled a few photos from her bag.
Tilda nced at them. Two were photos she once uploaded to the Motrar Girl Forum under her alias “X“. The other two were shots of the painting that won her the world title. <fnd5b9> ?? ??? ???? ?? ???? ???? ???????s, ????s? ??s?? Find★Novel</fnd5b9>
“Una, what’s all this?”
Unaughed. “My whole family is obsessed with you. Knowing I was meeting you today, they dug out these photos, begging me to get your autograph.
“It turns out my brothers are die–hard fans of X. When they found out it was you, they freaked. but they’re too chicken to meet you. They’re worried they’ll embarrass themselves and leave a bad impression. Come on, you’ve visited my house many times!”
Thinking about her two brothers, who always acted tough, Una rolled her eyes hard.
Who knew her best friend could actually keep those two in check?
She couldn’t help being impressed.
“No big deal.”
Tilda smiled knowingly and signed her name across the photos.
Then, she pulled a USB stick from her pocket. “Here, this is for you.”
“Tilda, what’s inside?”
“It’s my updated game design program. Didn’t you always dream of esports and designing games? With this, you’ll crush it.
“I even wrote down all the steps for you. If you get stuck, just call me. I’ll help.
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“No way! Tilda, you’re a genius! My good luck charm
Una snatched the USB like it was gold, her eyes lighting up.
She couldn’t help herself, jumped up, and kissed Tilda’s cheek.
Tilda winked. “Careful, Una. If you fall for me, you’ll regret it.”
“Ugh! Finding out you’re not a guy already broke my heart! If I were a dude, I’d marry you in a second!”
The more she said it, the sadder she looked.
No way!
She downed her drink in one gulp. Fueled by alcohol and heartbreak, she dashed to the karaoke stage.
Grabbing the mic, she started singing at the top of her lungs:
“You’re getting married, but I’m not the groom…
“Let’s split with some dignity… Don’t bother saying sorry…
“Thanks for letting me witness your love… Maybe I’m just fated to be the guest….
Tilda almost smacked her forehead.
Oh my god.
Since Una increased her drinking tolerance, Tilda hadn’t seen her act that crazy for a long time.
And weirdly, when Una was drunk, her voice dropped lower and turned rougher.
She actually sounded much better singing drunk than when she was sober.
But she loved to freestyle and couldn’t hold herself back.
The crowd was loving it, shocked faces everywhere, cheering her on.
Since Una wasn’t totally wasted yet, Tilda let her burn off the energy.
Then, someone stumbled over, barely able to stand.
“Mr. Preston, pull it together!”
“Geez, how much did he drink?”
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“Somebody stop him!”
“I tried! He smacked me so hard! My check is still red!”
“When Mr. Preston’s drunk, he doesn’t know his own strength. Better leave him alone for now?
Preston reeked of booze, his shirt half–open and his hair a mess.
Even looking wrecked, he still had that perfect gene–tall, handsome, and impossible to ignore. At over six feet, he made every girl in the bar swoon.
And he wasn’t just any random guy–he was from the Bells.
If anyone got his attention, it didn’t matter how sessful they were in Slosa. They’d instantly level up!
It was unusual to see Preston so bewildered and unconcerned about his image. He must have been deeply hurt.
What he needed was a woman.
Right on cuc, a stunning girl in clothes way too skimpy for January sauntered over. She fluttered her fake–colored contacts, then “identally” bumped into him, spilling her drink all
<b>over</b>.
Preston felt the cold liquid soak his pants. He frowned but barely reacted.
“Oh no! Sir, are you okay? I’m so sorry. I’m so clumsy. I spilled it all over your pants!
“Let me clean it up. If they’re ruined, I’ll pay you back…
Thinking her trick was working, the woman grabbed napkins and started wiping the inside of Preston’s thigh.
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