《Ready Or Not ✔✔》Chapter 4
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I held out two tuxes from my inventory and looked up at him, smirking.
"I'm not wearing that." He stated like he was gonna get his way.
I raised a brow and handed him one I liked best.
Not even 10 minutes later are we walking side by side, him wearing the tux.
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I walked slightly behind my funny looking friend and held in a laugh.
He looked back at me and I smiled at him, earning a smile back as he turned back around.
We walked to the clip that was 6 days prior to the oasis being live. The only clip that Karen Underwood was mentioned by Halliday.
I ripped the glasses off Parzival and put them back in my inventory. Parzival just looked over at me as I shifted slightly.
"Is that Sorento?" I asked, how come I didn't see this before?
"Yeah. That's how he convinced the IOI that he knew all. But I was told that the only thing he knew was how Halliday liked his coffee." Parzival explained.
We watched the scenes play out and I noticed Artim3s was here too. Oh joy.
"Can we fast forward to Hallidays date?" Parzival asked.
He did so and Arty looked dumbfounded.
"Halliday had a ??" She freaked.
The clip played out as The two shared a glance.
"Nono Karen underwood??" Arty asked.
"Just watch." Parzival shushed.
She kneeled down and I took a glance at Parzival.
'Im stupid to fall for a character. He could be fricken 40 for all I know..'
"She wanted to go dancing.. So we watched a movie." Halliday stated.
"Wait." I quickly looked back up at the scene.
"What is it (g.t)?" Z asked.
I glanced at Arty nervously before shaking my head, "Nothing. Its nothing."
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He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and looked at Arty, who was now watching us.
I turned back to the scene.
"You know, despite that she died, Keira is mentioned once. Only once." I stated.
"That's not possible." The Curator stated.
I turned to him with my arms crossed.
"It is! Look it up, what we just saw is the only time she is mentioned. I bet all my coins on it." I stated confidently.
"It makes no sense. She was an important part in both their lives." Artim3s stated matter-of-factly.
I rolled my eyes and followed the Curator.
"Halliday must of purposely removed all the mention of her but this one." Z stated as he grabbed my arm lightly.
"That's weird." Arty stated, "Why."
"Its probably to painful for him to hear her name or to even see her face." I stated.
Z let me go and stood to face us both.
"He even loved her.. But couldn't tell anyone." Parzival stated and looked over at me.
"That's sad. He should of told her how he felt." Arty stated.
"Well he missed his chance." I stated coldly to her and rushed to the clip.
I heard Z sigh and explain how Keira is the 'Rosebud to the center of his story'.
"You're right. I loose." The Curator said to me and patted his chest.
"Don't sweat it." I stated.
"No no, a bet is a bet." He said and flicked something at me.
I caught it before it hit my face and looked at it. It was a Quarter.
"Oh wow. A quarter." Z stated.
I put it in my pocket gratefully. Its the first thing anyone has given me.
"Thanks." I stated and sat down on the ledge of the clip.
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"You free thursday night?" Arcy asked Z.
I looked up at them and figured what would happen. Sighing as I played with the coin.
"Who me?" He asked.
"No him." She stated.
Both the Curator and Z turned around as I laughed at the two.
"Oh my god yes you!" Artim3s said.
They made plans at the Disco Globe Dance Club at 10pm. I frowned when I knew I wouldn't be going with.
Artim3s walked off as Z turned to me excitedly.
"A girl just asked me out." He breathed out.
He looked over at me and must of noticed my frown.
"Whats wrong (g.t)?" He asked.
"What? Oh its nothing. I just remembered something.." I stated.
He frowned and sat next to me, giving me a side hug.
"Whatever it is.. It will get better. Promise." He smiled down at me.
I shook my head, "How can you say that if you don't even know me.."
He thought for a moment, "Well then lets meet and get to know each other."
"I.. I cant. You wont like the real me." I stated and stood up.
I noticed that we were kind of making a scene in front of the Curator and I quickly logged out.
"Curator.. I think I just messed up." Parizval grumbled as he slouched back down.
"Indeed you did." I stated and walked off to leave him be.
Before I left I stated, "You are in love with one, and forced upon the other. Such a pickle for you."
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