"I'm sorry but have we met before? You look familiar somehow."
Meet and Greet
⚜ — Rifle gripped tightly in his hands, Nick faced the stranger with a much different observation on his mind. He’s fairly sure that a meeting with this man had never occurred up until this moment, since he certainly doesn’t look at all familiar to him.
❝I think I’d remember if we met before,❞ he started grimly, elbows tense as he brought the gun level to his chest. ❝So no, we haven’t. Who are you?❞
















