ket smiled and leaned against the trolley, doing her best to push it while still holding on to mak’s hand. “but dying sounds — not fun.” she made a face at the thought of mak dying. “but i can be your arch-enemy. right here, right now.” she joked, laughing softly. “ooh, right ~ can i help plan the party? i’m great at party-planning.”
“it’s the only way i’ll get my godliness though. the typical way is just too unrealistic for me.” mak made a face, then she laughed. “you’re gonna fight me in the middle of this costco right here, right now?” she asked, tilting her head back so she could see ket’s face upside-down. “of course! and you have to make a speech too.”