( special delivery for: @antonioxiglesia )
Ever since Aanya and the others escaped the speakeasy at the event, she had her head down in files and doing everything she could at the station to figure out who made all of the traumatic events happen that night. Exiting the station with a sigh, the officer ran her fingers through her hair and made her way to one of the local dive bars that was close to her apartment. Walking inside and to the bar, she saw an open seat and approached. “Is this seat taken?” She asked the man beside her and before she knew it, she recognized him and a small smile started to form on her lips. “Antonio, right?”












