Nyx was browsing the halls, grumbling to herself with nothing to do.
The house wasn't the same with all the men gone. The entertainment value had nearly plummeted.
It wasn't as if the woman here weren't good for a laugh or two. But there really was nothing like getting to witness the idiocy of the opposing species at 8 a.m.
Where was she going to listen to passionate complaints about sports she didn't understand?
Who was going to describe to her in vivid detail what it felt like to be inside of a woman?
Nyx hated the annual men's excursion!
"Please tell me you two are about to go and do something interesting."
In the middle of the hall, Nyx ran into Audrina and Isabelle, who were for some reason dressed in hooded cloaks.
"...We're going to go and find our former father, who was abusive to us in our previous life, and maybe chop his head off depending on our mood and /or whatever awful shenanigans he has gotten himself into." Isabelle said a mouthful all at once.
