A crowd of students had gathered outside the restroom. Classes had just ended, and predictably, everyone was making a beeline to either answer nature's call or retouch their makeup.
Not that another class was waiting as the school was currently prioritizing club showcases, team practices, and leisure activities to dazzle parents during the upcoming Parents Week.
But right now, there was a very different kind of drama playing out.
Lila, small but fierce, had stretched out her arms wide like a one-girl barricade, standing tall in front of the restroom doors.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Let me in already! I'm bursting!" a girl wailed, doing a desperate little jig from foot to foot.
Lila felt bad, really, she did. But her princess' need took priority. Period.
"I'm sorry, but I cannot let you in. I have strict orders from a cardinal alpha to guard this entrance with my life." She said it with the solemnity of someone reciting sacred vows.
