#milesdorian

“Shhh.” She hissed behind her, hearing a stick crunch under Mile’s shoe. They didn’t necessarily have to be sneaking around -- the party was open invitation, so entry wasn’t an issue. But ever since he dropped out of dealing, she’d offered to help him keep a low profile, and part of that was being seen as little as possible. However. There were exceptions to everything. And they’d decided as long as they had a pact to leave and go quietly, there was no reason they couldn’t let a little loose tonight. “Look. There’s the house. You can probably take your hoodie off now. You look like the shady villain in a teen drama,” she teased, pulling his black hood down over his eyes.