"YOU FOOL me, there." Ashey said to Xian as he put down her ordered coffee, which of course, was free for the teenager.
He disturbed her coffee routine earlier. So he just have to give it back.
The incident earlier was surprising. When she touches the young boy, It is immediately return to normal state. She drove away the aggressive soul. She even defeated the ghost completely-- without any weapons she was able to get rid of the ghost! Case in point, it’s just ironic that she’s a ghost either. She just laughed at what ran through her mind.
"Yeah, yeah, sorry again for that. If I had to explain that someone was involved a supernatural stuff, etc, you wouldn't believe it. So I just said that someone was going to commit suicide." Xian, laughed at his own remarks.
"You're really crazy too."
"But Ashey, well, while we're just here, you can tell me exactly what you're still doing here in the world of living people." Xian was casually sipping his own hot chocolate.
"Honestly, I didn't mean to go back-- I mean, I chose, but it wasn't mandatory. The angel of death offered it to me," Ashey started to tell. Xian.
"So, you don't have an unfinished business?"
"Not for nothing. You know, I actually thought of approaching you, because Jepoy mentioned that you can help with your dad's lawyer's case ..." Xian left the coffee he was drinking, leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms-- which is actually, very far from the first Xian she actually met, first.
I think the teenager is still bipolar-- there is a side that is restless, there is a side that is calm, like today. If by any chance, yes, maybe it's because of what he said to her earlier about the teenager's grandmother. Human mental health is still one of the things that must be focused on and taken care of. It was also interesting to know that the young man in front of him at the table now calmed down.
"Now, we're talking. So, are you seeking for justice?"
"No-- ahm, sort of? Maybe? I'm looking for my body specifically and then my killer. But I'm not looking for justice." Xian's eyebrows furrowed even more with the frown.
"That's unclear .."
"Listen first, let me finish, okay? It's like this ..."
"ALL of a sudden she didn't come in. She doesn't have a problem here at school. Ms. Brown is kind even if she's not taciturn. We can't request that her house be opened and someone lives there now."
Randall just nodded and politely smile to the school principal. He introduced himself as Teacher Ashey Emerald Brown’s long lost friend. Of course, he can't be eager to ask questions and he's talking to not gullible person. This is the school principal where Ashey's working as a teacher.
"Thank you for the quite info, Mrs. Lopez. I guess, I should go ahead." He shook hands with the principal. He smiled kindly again at her in response.
"Nothing. If you have any news about Ms. Brown, please contact me as well. That child is a big loss at this school. Her student Adan is also looking for her."
"FVCK!" Randall slammed the steering wheel of his car. He checked his wrist watch for the nth time. He had been staring at Ashey Emerald Brown's house for almost three hours. The house is a bungalow type but he will bet that it has a mezannin-style top, he guessed, the ceiling is higher than a typical mezzanin. Ashey's house is custom -made, obviously in the mold. Created for a single person. It's as if the person who lives/ lives is definitely alone in life. There is a parking space for one car even though there is no car parked there at that time. Obviously, the principal of the school that he spoke to earlier said that someone who allegedly lived in Ashey's house who identified himself as Ashey Brown's cousin, that's what he is waiting for at the house now, just to be asked. It is said that Ashey's cousin who introduced himself lived there only this week, so the newspaper was published first where he saw that the teacher was in the missing person. Yes, it is written in the newspaper that this teacher. That was the information he had gathered, at the school she taught it he started looking for answers to his questions. Why would a teacher chose to be a cashier? Why would a Manila teacher, native with a good job, own house, choose to stay away? He slammed the steering wheel of his own car again in a mixture of frustration and boredom. Being a solely detective is not a joke job, really He smirked in his own thoughts. Then he decided to maneuver his car and decided to go home. He will spend too much time on the trip if he waits for the goal. Maybe there will be another chance and he won't lose a client in Manila.
"HEY, WHY are you here?"
"Good evening, Randall." Xian even waved to Randall, who met him at the gate of the house. Xian is on his way home, Randall is just arriving.
"Hi!" Ashey greeted the groom with a hug. "The one you're raising here only used our wifi. He's a bit reprehensible but kind."
"Wifi and netflix."
"Isn't he honest? Change your password, now, Boss," Ashey joked to Xian.
They just laughed. Especially when they noticed Randall's frown.
"So, you two are close now, huh?"
"Slight!" Xian and Ashey responded at the same time.
That just raised Randall's eyebrow even more.