Jul 16, 2014
One glance confirmed that this was, indeed, Snow's apartment. While Griffith wasn't entirely sure that his presence was welcome -- the man had, after all, struck him as being quite worse for wear -- he seemed equally lonely.
Surely there was something to be gained from that.
Thus the God Hand pressed on the apartment doorbell before stepping back and simply waiting. There was an undeniable sense of excitement building up within; he couldn't help but look forward to the blond's response.
