#exiledshadow

Hume? No, that didn't smell quite right. Malek smiled, giving a slight bow to the man. No better way to find out than to ask. "Hello there, stranger." 

Aleksandra was working the cash register at a local cafe, her blue hair contrasting against her black button up shirt, which was the closest thing this place had to uniform. She glanced at the clock and started to leave, her shift over. It was dark out, she hated walking home in the dark. She grabbed her black trench coat and started for home.