Jane Sterling came forward with the items and placed them gently on the table.
"Alright, stop fighting. Aren't you tired of arguing like this every day? You've been at school all day, aren't you exhausted? Just go back to your rooms and sleep."
Joy Fischer stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at Luna Nash.
"I'm not going to stoop to your level. Hmph!"
Luna Nash retorted defiantly.
"I'm the one who doesn't stoop to your level, okay? Since we were kids, haven't I always been the one letting you win? If we were to get serious about it, do you really think you could win an argument against me?"
Watching the two of them start fighting all over again, Jane felt like her head was about to explode.
She was just about to speak up and stop them...
CLICK—
The entire room plunged into darkness. Instantly, Luna Nash and Joy Fischer stopped arguing. The two of them stood where they were, dumbfounded.
"Did the power go out?"
Jane sighed. "I think so."
