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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ╱ㅤㅤ𝗜'𝗺 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲 ㅤㅤㅤ𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 ㅤㅤㅤ𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝘂𝗻𝗴𝘀 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

"yeah, exactly that." she exhaled a sigh, lightly picking at her manicured nail. her head tilted. "regret what? choosing to change? no. i think i needed it. its been. . .exceptional. well, except. . ." except losing boyd.

“ yeah he is “ she said

"not really. i guess becoming who i am now was payback enough. got to turn down certain guys and laugh in their face." she shrugged her shoulders. "no. that didn't work. he was wrapped around her finger." she exhaled a sigh like she was bored.

“ I think it choose me “ she said happily

Yeah—after you. ( She nods, gesturing for him to lead the way through the crowd. )

Not true—we’ve run into each other in the preserve a couple of times. (She spoke loud enough for him to hear, a rare genuine smile curving her lips.) No, I’ve actually never been to a concert before. .at all. ( her gaze moving from him to look towards the stage.) It’s loud. .

Rooki tilts her head, amused. “Sleep is a suggestion. Sugar is a command.” She snorts. “Something caffeinated and something probably deeply unhealthy, honestly."

She turns around to see the cat following her. “ oh hey little one “ she bends down gently not wanting to scare the cat.

"born enemies?" she shook her head. "i think enemies are made. much like villains. i've got countless enemies from how they used to treat me." she picked at one of her acrylic nails. "oh, and this one girl. i tried to steal her boyfriend. oops." shoulders lifting into a shrug.

"ah, you're one to believe in fate?" she questioned, a hand taking digits through golden locks as she exhaled a chuckle. "i don't think it exists. like destiny, or whatever." she lifted her shoulders into a shrug, shaking her head.

"i can't argue with that one. i've seen some pretty crazy things here." she muttered, chewing the inside of her cheek as she shrugged. "maybe. who knows? some wolves around here can be very tricky. you made any enemies yet?"

"a witchy cackle?" she let out a snort, quickly covering her mouth as she chuckled quietly. "we are not in some halloween movie. the most dangerous thing here is probably a wolf. of some sort."

exceptional hearing, one might say. she tilted her head with a small smile etching onto her lips. "it's not for everyone." an understatement. "but what in particular makes it creepy to you?"

“Oh that is so not a bear.” He shouted as the other male yank him by the arm to the side, his eyes flashed trying to see what the hell was chasing them. “This things not normal, powerful but unnaturally so.” He said feeling the power of the beast roll of in waves.

Rooki shifts her weight, glancing over her shoulder before nodding. “Yeah, unfortunately. Welcome to the Midnight Hunger Games.” Her eyes flick briefly to the katana, then back to his face with a crooked grin. “But you’re not wrong, this place could serve-