"Both of them suddenly fell unconscious, you say?" [Speech: 67]
The red, blue, and white lights were blaring across the street while the cops questioned Liam about what had happened back inside the shop. Even after checking the footage of the incident, no one was entirely sure what had happened.
"Yes. They looked like they were very excited, and bam, one vomited, and the other peed his pants. I am not a vampire, nor do I have a scary enough face to do that." [Charisma: 30]
Liam shrugged his shoulders casually. Seeing the ambulance rushing off into the distance, a smile formed on his face. Seeing that smile, the officer questioning him narrowed his eyes slightly but didn’t write anything on his small pad.
"I am free to go, right? I have things to do." [Speech: 50]
"You are free to go."
Liam nodded his head and, turning around, disappeared deeper into the neighborhood. Old apartments, shops run by locals, and small cars parked in front of the buildings; everything looked almost exactly as he remembered it.
"I think this is the building she stays at?"
He stopped in front of a three-story building. The paint was chipped, and there was a sign on the door that said, ’Need a Roommate, Girls Only.’ Clutching the box of chocolate milk in his hand and taking a deep breath, Liam entered the building.
Fuck! I forgot which floor she used to live on.
Liam entered the building and saw that the first floor was some kind of weird mix between a warehouse and a garage. The second floor had two apartments, while the third floor had only one apartment in total. He was about to go and try the single door on the third floor when his eyes suddenly landed on a nameplate.
"Alexandra Noodle."
A name like that, and she wondered all her student life what was wrong with her name.
DING-DONG
The door opened soon after. Wearing pink pajamas, a pair of bright blue eyes stared down at Liam from above. She was taller than Liam, with tousled dark brown hair and a yawn that somehow made her beauty look effortless.
"Who are you?"
"Well, sorry to disturb you. I am Liam Carter."
"What the fuck do you want?"
Status.
[Level: 2 (45/300)]
[Name: Alexandra Mae Noodle]
[Age: 22/89]
[Species: Low Tier Mortal]
[Health: 80%/101%] +
[Gender: Female]
[Strength: 67/200] +
[Agility: 70/200] +
[Charisma: 123/200] +
[Speech: 06/200] +
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[Skill: Low Tier Engineer, High Tier Technician.]
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[Item: iPhone 6s, Golden Screwdriver.]
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[Passives: Tech Tech (Repairing Something with Semiconductor Grants her EXP and makes her full.)]
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[Modification: NULL]
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[Divine Points: 1]
[Can’t use divine points yet. Host can use the + sign to edit and use it for her.]
"Well, first of all, hello there. I brought chocolate milk and came to ask for a little bit of help from you. I heard you can repair any phone, no matter its condition, so I was here with a request..."
*BANG*
She didn’t hear another word from him and immediately shut the door right in his face. Liam wasn’t surprised. It was just that her attitude reminded him so much of her. These were her exact characteristics, even back then.
*KNOCK-KNOCK*
"Hey. Hear me out. I will pay a thousand dollars... ten thousand dollars."
The door opened once again. She looked visibly less sleepy this time around. Her eyes scanned him from head to toe, and then she made a very disappointed face, while Liam pulled out his phone and showed his balance to her.
"Over nine hundred thousand? Well, aren’t you full of surprises? Wire the money first, then we can talk about my arrangements."
She smiled after seeing the balance. Liam had only shown her his old account balance, the one where he had received a million dollars from the city. Stepping inside the apartment, he immediately felt nostalgic. In his last life, this was the place she had given to him when she moved in with her ’Sugar Daddy.’
Wait, did she say her arrangements? Let’s transfer the money first, then talk about repairing the phone and be done with it.
"Give me your account number."
*KA-CHING*
"Done. Now can we talk?"
"Yes. You can also give me that chocolate milk you brought. Did you stalk me intensely just to know my favorite brand?"
"I did not stalk you. I just want you to repair this phone."
Liam pulled Clara’s phone out of his pocket, then placed it in Alexandra’s hand. She gave the phone a quick look, then tried to turn it on a few times. Seeing that it wasn’t working, she did what Liam would usually call weird, but if it was Alexandra doing it, he would rephrase it as ’Xandra Magic.’
"It fell into the water?"
"Yep."
She nodded her head and walked toward a small desk that had many tiny tools scattered across it. Turning on a focus light, she pulled out a golden-colored screwdriver. After replacing the bigger tip with a much smaller one, she opened the phone in about a minute.
"Hmm... this phone is almost new inside. It’s a girl’s phone, someone who mostly only clicks photos."
"You can tell this much just by looking at the interior?"
"Yeah. This one is definitely a girl’s phone. A pretty one. So, how old are you?" [High Tier Technician Skill is being used.]
"I am eighteen."
"Freshman at Princeton?"
"Yes."
"Here, your phone is repaired. I don’t mind you having girlfriends. Every month, I’ll require five thousand dollars, and no sex before six months of dating. Are we clear?"
"Wait... what?"
"I asked, are we clear? Did you hear what I said?"
"I did hear what you said, but..."
"No buts. It’s ten o’clock at night. Go back with your phone."
*BANG*
She physically pushed Liam out of her apartment and then shut the door closed before he could even explain himself. He wanted to say so much and clear up the misunderstanding, but she was, after all, Alexandra.
"The fuck does she mean? Don’t tell me... I am D.O.N.E... fucked."
Shaking his head, Liam tried to unlock Clara’s phone, but he didn’t know her password. He could only see her wallpaper, which was simply her smiling face.
*CREAK*
"The ten thousand you gave me is for repairing the phone. I won’t count it as a monthly payment. I am an expensive mistress, so be ready. If you don’t tell anyone about us, I won’t either. I don’t mind you having girlfriends." [Speech: 06]
*BANG*
"Damn it, is she on a mission to raise my blood pressure and kill me? Wait! I am fucking eighteen. I don’t have blood pressure or sugar problems anymore."