It was a pretty good deal. One thousand dollars down, no questions asked apartment in Upper Manhattan? Nessa didn't think twice before handing the money and taking the key from the older gentlemen. When Bigby Wolf had arrived, it was too late to stop the deal. The older gentleman had already turned off his hearing aids and was already halfway to entering the rickety elevator. Now, the pair were standing in the mutant's new safehouse. Her duffle bag filled with bloodstained clothes and other personal belongings hit the ground with a thud. She wanders deeper into the vacant grey walled apartment, studying the floor layout. His warning falls on deaf ears. The blonde crosses the room to open a window, letting in some air. ❝ I don't want trouble as much as you do. I actually wanna get a good nights sleep for once. ❞
cont. | @wintersrunt
