Jac Moore

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Rionach turned when the woman flagged her down, offering her a smile and glancing up at the restaurant behind her. “Sweetie, I know everything that’s open all night in this city. What did you have in mind?”

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Jac smiled at the apparent friendliness that the woman showed immediately and bit her lip in thought for a moment. “Something fun. I know that’s vague, but I’m pretty new. That might be a lie, but I haven’t gotten the chance to really spread my winds in these parts.”

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Jac felt the cool breeze of the night run through her hair, welcoming the chill down her spine while she soaked in the silence after spending the rest of her day in the heat of the kitchen. It was nice to have the rest of the night off to enjoy. She opened her eyes up again and pushed herself off the stone wall of the closed up restaurant and flagged down the nearest person. “Hey,” She greeted with a small smile. “Do you know what’s still open around here? Preferably not food, I’ve dealt with a lot of that today.”

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Min-Jae (Minnie to his friends) was sitting on someone’s stoop, not sure who it belonged to, but his hangover had reached critical mass and he needed to find a stable place to sit and sip his pumpkin spice latte before he fell off the earth completely. The sun was a necessary evil, until some kind person stopped in front of him and lent him some shade and he groaned with relief. “Oh thank you, kind stranger. This is the best gift you could have given me.”

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Jac looked down at the weary looking man with a light smile on her face. “Hey, are you doing alright?” She asked and tilted her head to the side. If the joking comment meant nothing more it meant that he was alright and that, she could work with. “I could grant you the gift of something cooler to drink if you think you’re dying of heat stroke.” She offered and held the thick layered parasol to keep the sun from touching either of them.