"Argh, what would I call her? Hot Chick?" I told her in a joking manner, before addressing her again. (Pun Intended, get it? Hot = Fire / Chicken = Phoenix, A phoenix made of fire? No?)
After what felt like an eternity meditating, I saw an image in my mind. It was a dragon similar to the one I had seen before in my dream but it was smaller and black in colour radiating with vibrant red lightning. It flew in the sky, its wings unfurled, emitting a vibrant red energy as they were jets.
"Amazing, this is a really nice plan and it just might work but if things goes south then we switch up to plan B. Like I always say…Make the plan, execute the plan, expect the plan to go off the rails… Throw away the plan." He turned his back to the crew and stared into an empty space as if pondering on a thought.
Turns out the arctic was located above his room and it definitely needed to be cleaned. But it wasn't anything like he had expected, it had been transformed to a personal library.
"Erm… I didn't steal it either, she willingly gave it to me." I scratched my cheek, gods this was embarrassing. It's like trying to tell my mom that I finally got a girlfriend.