"Haah... Why the heck are we even— in fact, why am I even here?" Amy grumbled, her voice dripping with frustration.
"Fufu~ you promised you would support me, right?" Dorothy chimed in, her tone teasing as she cast a playful glance at Amy.
"Yes, support as in helping you politically! Becoming one of your lackeys wasn't part of the deal!" Amy retorted, her shoulders slumping as she begrudgingly carried a set of small boxes in her hands.
"Even though I'm finally free from the reign of your student council, why does it feel like I'm already back?" She sighed deeply, a defeated tone slipping into her voice as they walked along the almost-empty halls of Heavenly Hall.
Dorothy chuckled nervously at Amy's reaction. She had gotten used to Amy's constant complaining, but there was something about the seething hatred in Amy's gaze that still made her uneasy, especially with those dark, tired circles under her eyes, which only made her already menacing look even more intense.
