Nastasia was merely lofting in her room, her pink hair covering her eyes.
She was unaware of the strange events and twists of fates that would occur that day; and if she had known, she would have torn out of Castle Bleck, ran to the nearest cab, and given all of her money to the cab driver, just to get far away from there!
But sadly, she cannot predict the future like she could hypnotize people.
"NASTASIA!" Mimi cried out breathlessly, breaking down her door once again. "I have some of the best news ever!"
"What is it this time, Mimi?" replied a weary Nastasia. "I don't have time for your childish games, 'K!"
"I just wanted to say that I'm awesome!"
"If that's all you have to say, then get out of my room, 'K?"
"No way, absolutely not! I'm completely bored out of my mind right now!
"Then why don't you go outside then, hmm?"
"Because…"
"Because what?"
"I don't want to go outside because it's too boring!"
The argument went on for ten more minutes before Nastasia finally gave up.
"All right all right! You win! You can stay in my room!" She threw up her arms in exasperation.
"Yes!" Mimi pumped her fists in the air in triumph.
So they ended up talking about past experiences, watching soap operas (Which only Nastasia liked.), and most importantly, talking about Mimi's problems.
"So, let me get this straight: You said he was stupid, and then he never talked to you again?" Nastasia inquired, sitting on her bed.
"Yeah, that's right! Can you believe the nerve of that guy!?" Mimi complained while sprawled out on the rug.
"Well, you were insulting him." Nastasia pointed out matter-of-factly.
"But he was a meanie!" Mimi futilely argued. "Anyone would know to say sorry to the Mimikins! They always know!"
"They may know, but they choose not to." Nastasia sighed under her breath.
Mimi kept on talking about that one boy for fifteen minutes straight.
"And then I'm like, 'Maybe you are stupid' and then he said 'You're spoiled! It's over.' I still can't get over it!" Mimi blabbed on to herself, forgetting Nastasia was even there.
"Uh, Mimi?" Nastasia interrupted, not so careful about her words. "Why don't we talk about something else, 'K?"
"But it's like, so important to me that you listen!" Mimi yelled.
"Mimi, we can only talk about one subject for so long." Nastasia moaned. Her iron-like will was no match for Mimi's persistence.
"Okay, fine! What do you want to talk about, hmm?" Mimi pouted.
Nastasia was thinking this over, and then it hit her like a meteorite.
"Why don't you get me a drink, from my mini-fridge over there?"
"Ah? Um, okay." Mimi said confused, scuttling towards it.
"I have a particular drink in mind, Mimi!" Nastasia called out across the room.
"What kind of drink?" Mimi said suspiciously.
"A forget-me-shot, if you're interested." Nastasia replied bluntly.
"A-a… Forget-Me-Shot…?" Mimi said, taken slightly aback.
She only drinks that when she's stressed, depressed, or…lovesick! Mimi thought while panicking.
DING DONG!
"I got it!" Mimi chimed, just to get away from Nastasia.