Naomi and Tiffany’s cupid roles weren’t quite successful. There are no cat foods in the convenience store and the restroom is locked. They ended up going back to the entry way of the camp before Celestine and Roy could even the time to blush a tint redder on each other’s awkward stares.
The tour guide furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and the girl with eyeglasses looked down in embarrassment
“Uhm, p-please excuse us!”
“Sure, take your time.”
Celestine dragged her two best friends to a tree found at the corner of the entrance, grabbing them by the left arm a force tighter in embarrassment, “you two…what the hell guys?” Naomi brushed the non-existent bruise on her skin with a pout (because unfortunately, present Celestine isn’t as strong as when she fought puppets with Matthew a few
