24 incident and little R18.

<General perspective>

After Ava and Elena exited the airport, Ava noticed Elena's sad expression and said, "Elena, do you want to go shopping? Well, I'm also in the same situation as you; I don't have any clothes. So, wanna join?"

Elena's face lit up. "Really, you're not doing this just to help me, right?"

Ava shook her head and replied, "Well, I also need clothes because we'll be staying in New Jersey for at least a month."

Elena nodded and said, "Then let's go."

Ava looked at Elena and asked, "Do you want to drive the car?"

Elena replied, "Can I?"

As Ava handed the car keys to Elena and settled into the passenger seat, Elena began to drive. As they entered the underground parking of the mall, Ava's phone began to ring. Frowning at the number, she quickly changed the voice setting on her phone and answered the call in a deep, converted male voice, "Why did you call?"

The man on the phone replied, "Sir, the target's wife was attacked by some teenagers and they stole the target's car while he wasn't home. She's now admitted to the hospital for treatment."

Ava replied, "Get inside the hospital, I want to know her condition."

The man said, "Sir, my subordinates checked her condition with the doctors. She's out of danger, but the doctor found out that she has a genetic disorder, so it will take her a long time to recover."

Ava asked, "Where is the target now, and who attacked his wife?"

The man replied, "Sir, the target is now in the hospital with his wife, and the person who attacked his wife is Iosef Tarasov, son of a famous gangster."

Elena was taken aback upon hearing Ava's phone conversation.

Ava sighed and replied, "Keep me updated on the situation. Good job. The money will be transferred to your regular account."

The man responded with a happy tone, "Thanks, sir."

Ava hung up the phone and sighed. When she saw Elena's face, she thought, 'Now how should I explain this to her?'

Elena asked with a little hesitation, "Ava, you're not going to kill me because I know your secret now, right?"

Ava shook her head and replied, "No, I have a better idea. You'll be the member of my secret team."

Elena asked, "You don't do anything bad, right?"

Ava replied while stroking Elena's cheek, "Well, I only do what's good for everyone, including myself."

Elena flustered, but she saw Ava's confident eyes and replied, "Then I'm in. So, can I ask who is this target"

[Commentary]

-Ava-

Ava said, "After, my meeting with President Bush, I thought that I can't relay on voice changer equipment everytime so I created the system than can change my Voice when ever I want."

Ava Continued, "Well the target is obviously John wick, but I never thought that plot will change so drastically."

[Commentary]

Ava replied, "Well, he will be the next member of our team." Elena nodded, as she wasn't completely sure about this team.

Then Ava and Elena entered the mall. Ava gave Elena her credit card, while she went to the changing room.

<Regina perspective>

While shopping with Karen and Gretchen, I complained, "I don't know why, but today I have a headache. Even after taking pills, it's not going away." Karen suggested, "You can try something else," while Gretchen inquired, "Like what?" Irritated, I snapped, "Can you please shut up? I need silence." Karen and Gretchen nodded silently as we entered the shop. I began picking out some clothes, but suddenly, a woman accidentally pushed me into the dressing room, and the door of the dressing room opened at the same time. I fell onto another girl, but she caught me before I hit the ground. She was 6 feet tall and looked like a tomboy.

As she touched me, my headache stopped, and I started to feel good. The girl looked at me and asked, "Are you alright?" As I looked at her face, I don't know why, but I felt like my instinct kicked in.

I had a thought that I know I should never have had in my life. I closed the door of the dressing room.

Then I pulled her down with my hand, as I was 165 with heels and she is 185 with sneakers.

She was looking at me, wondering what I was doing. I smiled at her. Pulling her face near mine, Our lips came together with intensity and passion as I pulled her towards me, my lips parted slightly as I pushed my tongue out and into her open mouth, finding her tongue and playing with it. I felt the best pleasure of my life, I'm not a saint; I've had plenty of sex with plenty of partners. I didn't put out on the first date, but after I finally lost my virginity, most times when a guy dated me, he didn't go home frustrated. Now, let me make one thing clear: I didn't do sympathy dates or things like that. I only dated guys whom I really liked, sometimes going without dating for months. So, the fact that somewhere along the line we would have sex seemed natural to me. I liked it, but this time it's different, as I've found something that can truly satisfy me both mentally and physically.

I was having my very first lesbian kiss, trying to stop myself from going any further, but my body wasn't listening.

Suddenly, the girl stopped me, pushing me back a little. As I came back to my senses, I looked at her. Her face was red, and she was blushing. She looked cute. "Damn it, what am I thinking? I'm straight. That was just a kiss, nothing else," I thought. As I pondered, I noticed something written on the wall of the dressing room.

[A kiss is something innocent, a form of greeting—a simple brushing of your lips against another person's, or against their cheek. That is the innocent kiss. But there is another sort: the kiss between two lovers or the kiss that starts a love affair.

A kiss that presages pure lust; an invitation to sex; the beginnings of sex between you; part of sexual abandon and loss of control.

A kiss that started so innocently, a kiss that is by chance, unplanned or even as an accident.]

Who the hell writes this kind of shit in the dressing room? Write your love philosophy in your own damn room, not in the public dressing room. Oh, that's right, it's an accident.

"I'm sorry, that was an accident," I said to the girl without looking at her.

The girl looked at me and replied angrily, "What an accident! You kissed me forcefully, and now you're saying it's an accident?"

I replied, still avoiding her gaze, "Then what do you want from me?"

The girl pulled my hand and said, "You are coming with me, and don't try to make any noise." I realized I was being kidnapped because I kissed her.

To be Continued....

[Author's note: there will changes in John wick and mean girls timeline and story and please write review it motivates me to write.]