Feb 10, 2017
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“You vigilante’s or whatever you want to be called now are just lining out the door expecting me to have all the answers, aren’t you?”
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@i--belong
“You vigilante’s or whatever you want to be called now are just lining out the door expecting me to have all the answers, aren’t you?”
@the-southie-princess
Blake was aware that it was a dangerous idea to even be near the Sullivan’s house looking suspicious. It definitely wasn’t safe to be right outside it, whether they appeared suspicious or not. It was why they had a plan, and why they were wearing a girl scout badge. They had bought it on sale the day after Halloween, having a feeling they’d need it one day. That day was today.
She was at the right side of the house, staring at a fence that was too tall to climb. It had a pickable lock, at least. With her makeshift lockpick kit, she began working at it. Then, she heard footsteps right behind her and whipped around. She knew quickly that it was one of the infamous twins of Southie, Nor, to be exact. “Hi there, miss,” she greeted with her nicest sounding voice. “I got a bit lost trying to find your door.”
Siobhan curled her hand into a fist. “I don’t fuck with Brigid Boys, no matter how hot they are,” she said to the person who had been a bit too chatty with her at Erin Go Bragh.