closed starter for: @kingncvcrro
It was one thing to come first into a bar, but it was an entirely different thing to keep on waiting for someone. However, it was entirely something else to be Nika Wolf and to have to wait for the other. It wasn’t she who was waiting - it was the others who were always waiting for her. Furious, she sat at the bar, drinking martini as her phone was laying in front of her. One could still read her sister’s message on the screen saying that she’d be late because of some car crash. “No, you can’t sit here -,” the blonde singer said in a half annoyed, half angry voice before she turned her head towards the unwanted person. “Oh, it’s you.”









