#mischicvous

       leaving the house, she had felt adorable. now, by the end of the night not so much. adriana felt burned out. bitter. frustrated. stood up like an ordinary girl by a man she had only used in the first place. considering noah had only been a tool to begin with, it really shouldn’t hurt that much to see him walking away from her. but the brunette was terrible when it came to dealing with rejection so naturally her mood was down. there was some pasta left on her plate but she didn’t really feel like finishing it now. it was embarrassing enough that the guests of the restaurant had watched the scene between her and noah. they didn’t need a chance to pry on her little pity party too.

and just as she was thinking that, the reason for it all joined her at the table. 

      as he leaned back on the couch billie sighed. his foot was jumping up and down heavily, almost rattling the couch as he picked at his bottom lip with his teeth. this time he truly had messed it up for good. had to come to terms with how far he’d pushed her away. and knowing of the distance between them, it left a black hole in his heart. one that could never be filled. no matter how many beers he knocked back with the boys, how many women he slept with, no matter how many days passed. nothing would be able to fill the darkness his most intimate inner part were wrapped up in now. but at least, with a true friend by his side, maybe it would be more bearable.

         a dangerous game she was playing. if it could be described as a game because really … this was far from a lighthearted round of uno. if she got caught her family would get rid of her. lord knew what exactly that might mean …

dramatically, adriana wore a large pair of sunglasses when she approached the house, he supposedly lived in. a light scarf was wrapped around her head, covering the dark and thick hair. just another attempt to hide her identity. “psht!” the woman in her early twenties tried to catch the attention of a person inside the house. looking left and right to make sure nobody was around again, she now knocked at the window to make herself noticed just a little bit more. “hey!” she tried again. it was goofy in a way if only the situation wouldn’t be so serious. “hey you! let me in. we have to talk.” not even bothering to introduce herself or even explain why she had covered herself in such a way, long nails tapped against the glass of the window impatiently. they didn’t have a lot of time anyway. and today it was just because she was impatient …

Hearing a rustle from nearby foliage, he stayed where he was, but, kept a conscious ear out for just who happened to be nearby, and where exactly they were coming from. As they got closer, an anxiety washed over him, feeling the urge to make the effort to look round. Though, they were practically immediately quashed as he came to look upon Noah. A familiar face, and one of the more welcome.

"Trying to sneak up on me?" He asked, a small smile tugging at the very edge of his features. "You'll have to do better than that. I heard you a mile off." He looked him over, admiring the way he presented himself. "What are you doing out here this late anyway? I didn't have you down as a fly-fisher."

Chae stood staring blankly into space by the pick up counter, fatigue heavy on his features. It had been a horribly sleepless night, filled with nightmares and disturbing dreams laced with magic and spirits filled his entire apartment that it made it almost impossible to even breathe in there. He'd had to leave in the very early morning, even before dawn just to escape it and let the outside air clear up his response to the potent magic that seeped in through the night but relief wasn't even to be found outside for this was the night of a full moon and spirits were rampant. He'd walked though his throat ached and his lungs burned, tired and pitiful, watching the sun as it started to rise on a dim and gray morning, breaking through overhanging clouds in filtering streaks of golden light. If he'd been less tired he might have been able to appreciate the beauty of it all. If headlines of the newly delivered newspaper hadn't caught his attention and made his sleepless night even more disturbing. Werewolves sighted.

"Sir!"

Chae started, eyes refocusing at the barista behind the counter who had pushed two drinks toward him with a strange expression that the young witch couldn't read. "Your drinks?" Chae looked down at the beverages, his brain taking an extra few seconds before he understood what was happening, "Ah, sorry. Thank you," he took hold of them both and then walked slowly toward the table that had been claimed by him and his companion, Axel, and set the drinks down before he reclaimed his seat opposite him. "I still can't believe what is happening," Chae let out in a heavy sigh.

       “why don’t you just focking leave the money and move on?” the irishman rolled his eyes as he stood in line for a simple cup of coffee. he wasn’t sure why he girl in front of him made such a massive fuzz about the change she was supposed to get. man … two dollars. just leave the two dollars to the barista, he thought. they probably needed it more like the girl anyway. with her expensive looking sunglasses and the jacket which was probably real leather? she probably had enough dollars in her pocket anyway. she gave off the energy he despised. with that perfect looking hair and rosy lips, she probably got her way with just anybody. and she’d get it now with the left-over money too. “here.” he grabbed two dollars from his own pocket as the barista nervously fumbled with the change still. “unbelievable, getting all sassy over two dollars.” the money was pushed into the hand of the brunette girl. on the barista’s face there was relief. billie on the other hand knew … he was in for trouble. and he loved it.