Where Wendy is a fortune teller

 

 

 “You’re too young to be a fortune teller”

 

 

Irene spoke as she stares at the woman who goes by the name Wendy, sitting across her who dressed more like a hippie instead of dressing like those suspicious looking old lady who tries hard to be mysterious during tarot reading. Not that this woman was any different—at least she is ­not old—and she didn’t try to look mysterious. Maybe just a little too bohemian—at least she’s attractive—to everyone’s liking. When Irene and Joy entered the small hut—or was it a camp?—that was placed literally in the middle of the freaking mall, she didn’t really know what to expect. She went there just for the fun of it with Joy whining about trying to find their friend Seulgi who’s lost somewhere along the food fest. Maybe it’s fun to have an idea of what they should expect for the upcoming days ahead, she thinks.

But now that she’s here, she definitely did not expect to be greeted by somebody around her age. Maybe just a tad bit younger

 

 

“Yes I knew you were going to say that” Wendy said

“Because she just said it” Joy butted in

“Yes and I knew she was about to. I have foreseen it”

“Then why didn’t you say anything?” Joy deadpans

 

 

 

Wendy just shrugged

 

 

“It’s a nice compliment. Even from you”

“I wasn’t complimenting—“

“It also says here that you are beautiful”

“Yes I was definitely complimenting”

 

 

Irene rolled her eyes when Joy quickly changed her demeanor after receiving compliment that seems more like a sham to her. But she shrugged it off anyway, because to come in between Joy and her never ending talk about being the fairest of them all is not something that she wants to be a part of

 

 

“So, how are we going to do this?” Irene asked

“Who’s gonna start?” Wendy said

“The pretty one of course” Joy replied

 

 

Wendy immediately turns to Irene. She was about to open when Joy cuts in

 

 

“ME, THE PRETTY ONE IS ME”

“Right, okay. We’re gonna need some money” Wendy lets out her palm, seeking for payments

“How come you didn’t ask her for money?!” Joy pointed at Irene

“Because it’s your turn….”

 

 

Wendy sighed and shook her head in disbelief. Her customers today are just a little bit difficult to deal with. But its business, and business means money and money is good for survival.

Not long after that she saw Joy fishing out 30 dollars from her purse and lands it on the table. Not that she knew what the minimum price was

 

 

“Read my future” Joy started

 

 

Wendy stares at the amount of money given and scowled

 

 

“Hmm, I don’t see much” Wendy said

 

 

Joy then adds more money

 

 

“It’s starting to show, but it’s still a little bit blurry”

 

 

Joy gritted her teeth and added another 30 dollars

 

 

“IT’S GETTING TO ME IT’S GETTING TO ME, I THINK I NEED MORE CLUES” Wendy flap her arms out

“I swear to god” Joy muttered

“Is that a black Amex in your purse? Let me touch that and I think I’m seeing your future”

“You won’t even have a future tomorrow once this fist lands on your face”

“Doesn’t hurt to try” Wendy said

“JUST READ HER USING YOUR MAGIC BALL ALREADY”

 

 

Irene spoke, clearly done with the bickering going on between the two. Jesus, she came here to know her future troubles and yet what she got is trouble right before her eyes. Wendy, who finally stopped provoking Joy, stared at Irene as she held her so called magic ball

 

 

“Oh, this? This is just a regular lamp”

 

 

Wendy flicks the lamp switch on and off

 

 

“Bought it online” she continued, letting out a toothy smile

“…”

“My magic ball got stolen” she said again

“What does it look like?” Irene asked

 

 

Wendy turns around to get something before showing her a Polaroid photo that was pasted on the wall behind her

 

 

“That’s a Magic 8 ball, even I got that” Joy snickered

“Oh, so you stole it” Wendy eyes her suspiciously

“WE LITERALLY JUST GOT HERE”

 

 

 

 

Wendy went back to trying to read the tall girl’s future, much to her dismay. The girl did pay anyway, can’t deny that

 

 

“What do you see?” Joy said impatiently

 

 

Wendy kept staring at the big lighting ball in front of her. Didn’t she say that was just a regular lamp?

 

 

“I see…. A bear”

“She’s totally a fraud”

 

 

Joy straightened her back and looks at her friend next to her

 

 

“I’M JUST TELLING YOU WHAT I SAW” Wendy exclaimed

“Ugh”

“Anyways, this bear has a liking on you” the fortune teller continued

“A lot of animals liked me” Joy smugly replied

“Not your dog apparently” Wendy muttered slowly

“What?”

“What?”

 

 

Wendy pretended not to listen as Joy narrowed her eyes at the latter. Irene was about to cut in again when somebody walks in

 

 

“Joy, did you and unnie—oh sorry!! Was I interrupting?”

“Oh good, Seulgi. You’re finally here. Sit down”

 

 

Irene ushered the girl—Seulgi—to sit right next to her. Seulgi obeyed and carefully made her way near Irene, but she felt like there were eyes on her. She looks up and saw the fortune teller staring at her

 

 

“Y-yes?” Seulgi spoke nervously

“Hmm…”

“Uh…is there something on my fa—“

“Oh! The bear!”

 

 

Wendy pointed at Seulgi, Joy and Irene had a confused look

 

 

“Uh…yes, I am wearing a bear shirt” Seulgi replied

“No, no! I mean you have a cru—never mind. I’ll let you guys figure it out on your own”

 

 

Wendy said and shrugged, Seulgi just sat there with a questioning look

 

 

“Huh?”

 

 

 

 

“Can you read my future too???”

 

 

Seulgi asked excitedly as she wiggled on her place, she just found out that Joy had her turn—although it did not went how she expected it to be—but she wanted to try her luck too. Maybe her luck on love. On a certain someone. On a certain tall someone—

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