C26 ADIRA

The guards, except the unusually happy one, behaved like I didn’t exist. They were like immovable statues—or in the case of the patrolling ones, mobile statues.

I won’t lie, I did entertain the thought of putting whip cream on their faces to see if they’d react to that instead. But I ignored that thought after weighing the pros and cons. They probably wouldn’t laugh at my idea of a joke anyway