Lost Boy || Zelo&Dante
He held out a slip of paper with an address written on it of where he was supposed to a go, the place in question a brothel that was not against taking kids like him, but how was he supposed to know? "Sorry to b-bother you, I need to get here, but uhm, I kinda got lost..do ya' know the way by any chance?" His voice was muffled behind the mask but the question still clear.












