87 Chapter 87: Firyr

"Agatha did you see my bag?" Elize asked, peeking under the bed.

"Which one?" Agatha shouted from the bathroom.

"The one in which I kept my notebook and the pens."

"It's on the couch." The reply came. 

Elize stood up, dusting her black jeans. She turned towards the large couch in the drawing area, her gaze searching for the item in question. She sighed happily as she spotted her teal backpack sitting on the edge of the leather couch. She quickly covered the distance, picking the bag up. Making sure that everything that she needed was in there, she closed it with a grin.

"Found it! Thanks!"She shouted towards the bathroom.