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Started December 23, 2019 by @PrettyLittlePyro

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He grabbed his stuff, then, after an awkward pause, hers as well. He and the driver put the luggage into the car, and then he opened the door for Alexa, barely hiding his annoyance.

Alexa forced a smile onto her face. She hadn't been expecting that and had started to move to grab her own stuff. She got into the car and slid to the far end, "Thank you, dear."

"Anything for you, love," he managed to choke out.

Alexa kept her emotions in a well-kept box, surprisingly. She went to look out the window and not at Arsen. They could get to the hotel and then hopefully not have to talk or touch. She's already at her wit's end for the day.

Arsen slid as far away from her as he could without making the driver suspicious.

When they got to the hotel, he quickly got their rooms, brought his stuff to the rooms and huffed out a breath, throwing himself onto the couch.

Alexa grabbed her stuff and followed after him though once she realized there was no way in hell she was catching up she went invisible and followed him that way, finding it much easier to move. She put her stuff down in the corner of the room and began to look through her bags for her contacts and hair dye. She was sad to see her ends go, but it was necessary.

He didn't even bother hiding his features. He would do so later. Scrolling through his phone, he ordered a suit for the party.

Alexa found the black hair dye and her contacts. She grabbed the dye and a pair of gloves and went to what appeared to be the smallest bathroom. At the very least it was black so there was no need to bleach it. She popped her head out for a moment, "I'm taking this bathroom. Don't bother me."

Then her head went back in so she could start the process.

He rolled his eyes. He thought it was stupid that they got two seperate rooms, but only one bathroom between them. He groaned, leaning back against the back of the couch, and closed his eyes.

Alexa went and locked the door so she could take her shirt off. She began the tedious process of dying her tips back to black. About an hour later she finally stepped out with fully black hair. She kept a towel around her neck just in case her rinse job hadn’t been as thorough as she had thought, that and her hair was still wet.

He ignored her as she entered the room, eyes on the ceiling, thinking. If he were to kill her, would it be traced back to him? And would the System care? He didn't think so, but then again, they stuck him with this miserable thing, so he wasn't quite so sure anymore, which was a feeling he hated.

Alexa walked back over to her stuff and put the dye back into her bag. She kept it separated since it was a bit messy now, but it wasn't going to leak everywhere. She glanced over at Arsen before deciding to ignore him and went into one of the private thank god rooms.

When she left, Arsen finally stood and went into the bathroom. He ran his hands through some cold water, splashing himself in the face, then ran his hands through his hair. He glanced at his reflection in the mirrior, tired, with bags under his eyes, and sighed. He shook his head, letting the water in it fly everywhere, and left again, hopefully looking better than he did before.

Alexa went and looked to the mirror in the bedroom. She reached up and touched the black tips, but reminded herself it was for the sake of the final. She needed this to go well, otherwise the past few years were for nothing.

With a groan, Arsen moved over to her door. He raised his hand to knock, then thought better of it and said, loudly, through the door, "You need to go out to get a dress for the party."

Alexa opened the door as she heard Arsen. She looked up at Arsen a little quizzically, "Do I really need to buy a new dress? I have one in my stuff."

She had brought one with her, sure it wasn't the best, but it was something she could afford at the time. She didn't think she could buy a new dress, especially if he was thinking an expensive.

"One that you brought? Would it look good around a bunch of million-or-billionaires? No, it probably wouldn't."

"It wouldn't," Alexa admitted as she glanced at the floor before she dragged her eyes back up to meet his, "But it's not like I have the funds to buy a better one."

He sighed. knowing he had no choice, grinding his teeth all the while, he said, "The System have us some money for this kind of stuff." He was lying through his teeth.

Alexa didn't remember reading anything about that, but if he said so, "They do? Then I guess I will have to go shopping for one."

"Pick one that won't make you stand out." He left, clenching his fists. If he wanted to get this mission done, it had to be done right, even if it meant that he would have to pay for her dress.

Alexa could note his mannerisms. She started to put the puzzle pieces together and leaned her head out the window before calling out, "Don't worry. I won't buy a super expensive one."

She went back into the room and pulled out her school computer. She began to scroll through different dress shops trying to find a reasonably priced, but fancy looking dress. God, they were all so expensive.

He rolled his eyes. "But that's what all the women buy." He scowled in annoyance and went into his room.

Alexa found a dress online. It was definitely nicer than the previous dress she had and it was only a little over 60 dollars. Not bad considering other dresses had been way over 100. She realized she would need a card number in order to properly get the dress and, after taking a deep breath, she stood up and knocked on Arsen's door, "I, uh, need your card."

He opened the door a crack and tossed it out. He hoped it was something good. He would go see, but he realy didn't want to.