#cainxhendrix

@cainxhendrix​ Really, almost dying directly after being resurrected was absolutely pitiful. This was one of the many reasons why she didn’t like to let the idiot take the wheel, but really, she sometimes didn’t have a choice. Being surface-side meant that Nancy usually was the one steering, and by God did she hate it. Things were much more interesting when she was in control, and they tended to not almost die which was kind of a thing.  A familiar face was spotted, and she frowned before approaching him as she deliberated. She liked the jacket, but it was too big for her tastes. “This is yours, right?” It’s held out towards the man, her eyebrows raised. “Ended up stealing it the other night when the storm stopped.”