Trap
The real Zenesha would not hide in the hole of anxiety. During these past few days, while she had plans in her head, she was hesitant to go out. There were a few things that she decided to do beforehand but forgot.
If she was her real self, she was already becoming proactive, increasing her chance of success. It was like how she visited Louvnel; she was supposed to visit a few potential allies in her mind.
These so-called temporary partners were necessary for her plan to go through a bit more successfully.
Instead, just because she was afraid of unpredictable variables, she only waited inside her room like an idiot! She had practically wasted a few days already.
A grim expression appeared on her face. Zenesha was quite frustrated with this realization. Even so, she couldn't blame herself for it.