-Sparrow would notice the taller figure with a smirk-
“hey honey, how’re you doing this lovely night?”
— ❝ ... Excuse me? ❞ An eye twitched, the Leader ignoring the liquid from his head threating to obscure his vision as he turned towards the stranger. An eyebrow raised, his voice vaguely confused, if not threating. ❝ Do we know you? ❞













