@hadariyao
Unfamiliar faces in an unfamiliar place-- different housing and different sections. This was quite a set up for what it was, at least from what the thief could gather. It was a set up after all, right? Still. He didn’t like it, he’d rather go back, back to his usual ways, back home. Back to have a drink and a smoke. His hand twitched somewhat, pulling the cards he had been given and flipping one across his fingers as if to occupy himself.
If there was just one familiar face---
Oh--- Oh that certainly was a familiar head of hair. Was that some kind of strange hope he felt in his chest? Probably. Quickly, the thief snatched the card he was playing with between his fingers and made a quick dash for the form he saw ahead of him, wouldn’t it be embarrassing if he was wrong, eh? And quickly, he grabbed her by the shoulders---
“----Stormy?”
