open starter!! location: near one of the glass towers, north of the island
there was no particular rule that said apricot couldn't be here. but there were certain circumstances under which he could appear that would make him look more suspicious, to say the least. firstly, the city had long welcomed the evening, the sky illuminated only by streetlights, the buzz of nightlife slowly awakening. secondly, there was the matter of his outfit-- his usual, sure, but noteworthy nonetheless; a dark hoodie, like he was trying to disappear into the setting night, the only part of him that caught any kind of light was the reflection on his ring.
oh, and he had a wrench.
that might've been the really suspicious part.
"the fuck you looking at?" he asked, nose scrunched, when someone finally appeared to notice.
