"Asuna chan, go and cultivate feelings with him."
"Thank us later."
Parul quickly hushed into Asuna's ear like she was some secret spy on a romantic mission.
'What feelings?'
Asuna was baffled, her mind was screaming inwardly, though her lips like a dagger, twisted into a forced yet sincere smile.
'We are just pretending, just chill, there's no need to be so dramatic.'
She snickered underneath her merry face, pretending to be calm while her heart was filled with confusion.
The room was filled with a warm atmosphere, the balloons and glitter definitely brought out the liveliness of the party.
But what stood out most was the unmistakable scent of cake, that sweet aroma drifting into your nostrils, with an accompanying ambient background filled with soft party music, everyone finally looked at the cake, cutting which would mark the end of this little gathering.
The glorious, double-storeyed chocolate cake stood at the centre of the room.
