“Is that--a raccoon? As a pet?” Nessa asked, her eyes widened in bewilderment. Okay, maybe she did have a drink too much. Even though it was a margarita, one margarita. She furrowed her brow. “Am I too drunk for this? Have I officially gone mad?” She asked aloud. “What’s--their name?” She asked carefully. 

He was sat on the roof of the old factory it had been hollowed out by fire but back in the day it was quiet the busy place. He could still hear and feel the low hum of the memories, and activities there. Chicago, was in a way his city. He loved the places, the weather , the food. He could do without the people, but that went without saying. At the voice of the other he was surprised indeed. Usually, Death sought out his oldest friend. It was rare for Chuck to come find him still he offered a smile and scooted over some to make room.  “I come here to center myself.” he stated softly “The stars are a bit brighter out here. It is calming.” he said with a small smile.

Alex could see the morning light from the insides of her eyelids. Her head was pounding with a hangover and her stomach already rumbled, calling out for a Bloody Mary or at the very least, a strong cup of coffee. She opened her eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light, but also to figure out where she was. This wasn’t her hotel room. This was a couch, not a bed. Clearly, she didn’t get laid. Maybe that was for the best.

She heard the voice of a little boy in another room and her mind raced to think about where she was or what she did. The last thing she remembered was falling into the arms of a gorgeous brunette. Her name was Chelsea, right? Charlotte? Something with a C-H.

Alex stumbled off the couch, trying to regain her composure. If there was a kid around, she wasn’t going to try to scar him for life.

“Hello?” She called out quietly, trying to see who was still in the house.

Ease up my man. That's like buying pads or tampons for your girlfriend without asking her 'bout preference or something a'ight? You can't just shove a vibrator at a girl and tell her to use it, that's rude.